Archive for August, 2008

It’s not worry – it’s goddamn rage!

• August 31, 2008 • Leave a Comment

Are we there yet? – No. – Are we there yet? – No… – Are we there yet? – NO!

• August 27, 2008 • Leave a Comment

Put your hands behind your head. You have the right to remain silent. Everything you say may and will be used against you in a court of law or a public blog.

• August 25, 2008 • Leave a Comment

They didn’t even ask any questions.

• August 22, 2008 • Leave a Comment

There’s CCTV in my fridge and picturing someone naked turns out to be a federal offence.

• August 19, 2008 • Leave a Comment

When I’m drunk I think in English, when I’m asking a girl out I dream in French, I order coffee in Italian and sometimes in between I even use German.

• August 15, 2008 • Leave a Comment

Those who talk about crazy things are doubtless to be questioned. Those who actually do crazy things are to be admired or shot on sight.

• August 14, 2008 • Leave a Comment

We offer you sex, drugs, rock’n'roll, absolute freedom and some new toys. All we want is your money and some reason.

• August 10, 2008 • Leave a Comment

Why do the good girls look bad and the bad girls look good?

• August 6, 2008 • Leave a Comment

I am fully capable to balance a cat on one arm while I bend down to drink water and burst into laughter.

• August 3, 2008 • 1 Comment

Involuntary matchmaker who is bad at dates is looking for world domination, a nice dress and a publisher for her dreams.

• August 2, 2008 • 1 Comment