For the one who has everything
Dec. 10th, 2008 05:52 pmGive them penicillin. Or e.coli. Or, in the particular case of my brother, a plushy herpes virus shaped like a little sun. He has strange friends.
http://www.giantmicrobes.com/
The brain cells in particular call out to me. I used to have dreams in which these shapes appeared, generally pulled out of slits in my arm. They scared me then. They scare me now.
Back to smellies methinks.
http://www.giantmicrobes.com/
The brain cells in particular call out to me. I used to have dreams in which these shapes appeared, generally pulled out of slits in my arm. They scared me then. They scare me now.
Back to smellies methinks.
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Date: 2008-12-10 06:24 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-12-11 01:49 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-12-10 06:43 pm (UTC)No, wait...
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Date: 2008-12-11 01:48 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-12-10 07:00 pm (UTC)It probably IS just me, and in my defense I have been wrapping normal cuddly toys all week for the kiddies Christmas party, and some of those bastard things are REALLY HIDEOUS! Bright blue teddybear anyone? Ir a toy rat with a sticky out belly button and a tartan collar.
This stuff is donated by the public, and while some of it is "Really CoolTM" some of it you have to wonder what they were thinking.
Or paerhaps your little darling in a multi ethnic area with a large muslim population would really appreciate a selection of extremely improving Christian Literature?
Or (my personal favourite) a build yourself a cardboard guillotine (complete with cardboard French Aristocrat). Thats the only one so far that has gone in the "too tasteless pile". I think it's cool, but I can imagine it going to the wrong person and me getting sued! The improving literature is in the "too naff" pile.
Tomorrow I have to find somewhere in Tottenham to buy snazz. Guess who has been drafted in to help with the facepainting. AS well as running crowd control on Santa's Grotto.
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Date: 2008-12-11 01:47 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-12-11 06:41 pm (UTC)And gibbering some more.
I don't think I can cope with Pagans and small children in the same evening!