brought me ice wine.
OH CANADA. OH CANADA!!
don’t let your babies grow up to be cowboys.
that performs an “eternal sunshine of the spotless mind” treatment. Eating with a spoon afterward- optional.
to hide things from me and work the electrics. I heart my voodoo babies.
Voodoo Doll Workshop
I got a ticket leaving the museum. He asked if I knew what I did. No. He asked if I had weapons and or narcotics. No. And like I’m dumb enough to say yes if I was a drug smuggling arms dealer.
I feel sorry for him: 1) because he should be off fighting crime and 2) he had a tacky stereotype cop mustache.
Anyone out there willing to harvest me Spanish Moss for my voodoo doll workshop? I’ll send you a prepaid postage envelope, a lovely thank you card, and I’ll promise not to put the Gris Gris on you. :)
OMG. Leave me alone.