Stranger things have happened, though I'll confess to never thinking very deeply about it. Chalk it up to seeing so many different magazine photographs from later on, when, with the benefit of more advanced technology and the glory-hounding precedent of Capa, people really did take amazing pictures and in real time.
Now, where else is Kwanita going to get her homeopathy, scripture, and history of competitive skating lessons but at home, under the tutelage of her airheaded coach, f_d?
Please remove all traces of Auntie milk, boog, and boog-like substances from my visitor wall. In exchange, my recipe for secret specialty broth shall be relocated to the depths of ToToToT.
This calls for vengeance. I'm whipping up a secret specialty broth just for you, icedance-san. It contains flour, eggs, half a liter of green baby diarrhea, and a shredded copy of Paul Raiser's Couplehood for garnish. Enjoy!
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