Dudes, I didn't ever show you my Halloween costume. Now, I shall:
I have to give a big thanks to this lovely lady because without her, I wouldn't have a photo of myself in costume.
The rules:
1) Answer questions and type into google image search
2) Post pictures from first results page
1. Age at next birthday:
2. A place you'd like to travel:
3. Your favorite place:
4. Your favorite objects:
5. Your favorite food:
6. Your favorite animals:
7. Your favorite color:
8. Town where you were born:
9. Town where you live:
10. Name of a past pet:
11. First name of a past love:
12. Best friend's nickname:
13. Your screen name/nickname:
14. Your first name:
15. Your middle name:
16. Your last name:
17. Bad habit of yours:
18. First job:
19. Grandmother's name:
20. Your college major:
Taken from Heidi
Well dudes, I got to meet a celebrity yesterday. It was Wentworth Miller. Yes, he is just as good looking in real life as he is on the squawky box. In case you're not sure who that is, here:
Thanks for letting me take a picture with you. I could tell that you didn't want to, so that was nice of you. Sorry, I'm sure that part of being rich and famous is sucky, but at least I waited until you finished your meal, right? If I'm ever (please no fucking way, thanks) famous, I'll do the same for you, ok?
Update: The photo has been requested:
Not the best quality, but there ya go!
Just so you know, Waffle House plates are not microwave safe. Or maybe they are, but they're not frozen meatball safe.
Just so you know, I washed the meatballs and ate them anyway. It's not like the Waffle House plate threw up on the meatballs or played fetch with the dog with the meatballs or injected them with Dick Cheney DNA. It just shattered under the meatball pressure.
Just so you know, I didn't steal that plate, but I know who did. They didn't eat the meatballs or clean up my microwave.
