Breaking something once breaks it. Breaking it a second time fixes it again. This is fact. #wtf
How women react when they pass me on the street:
(Via Bo’s Cafe Life.)
I’ve bought three cheesecakes this month. One was for me, I’ll admit to that straight away; the second was an apology cake; the third was for my brother’s birthday. That means statistically, one-third of the cakes I’ve bought recently have been directly related to gluttony. I’m not proud of that number, but, well, at least it’s not more than 33%. Yet.
If you burp with your mouth full…where does it go?
—Every Curious Kid Ever
In cheerful response to this bit of ridiculousness.
It would appear my voice mail has been harassing callers. Again.
(Via Mike Judge.)
Because nothing beats a little holiday pixel art on a wintry afternoon. Happy post-Christmas / New Year’s Eve Eve…Eve. Or something like that. ;)
If at first you don’t succeed… #improvise
Breakdown of a typical late-night “writing” session. #NotFoolingAnyone