Come a lawn. Follow my weed. Need I say mower?
This… this tastes just like finger! Why, it is finger! I hate finger!
Yeah, I know I’m a little oversize, and I’ve been hitting the Luckies a little hard this week so my voice is kinda rough, but trust me, I can still belt those high notes, you won’t be disappointed. So, Mr. Piano, if I can have a middle C…
Photo by Martin Teschner.
Today we look at a scene from the Swedish comedy Mormor är en Flugsvamp, in which Sill Hängslen, in his beloved character of “Fleep,” accidentally buys a hat that is many sizes too large for him.
At the conclusion of the evening, the couple may linger outside the lady’s abode, whereupon she may present her cheek to the gentleman, in invitation of a platonic kiss. The gentleman is advised not to take undue advantage, and above all…
… no tongues! Ah-ha! Caught you!
Should I leave the pen or non?
Hmmmm. There may be delectabuhl noms out there.
Bébé Pélagie the bebeh is brot to you by Ness and Quentin. Merci!
OMG THANK YOU!
THANKS, ALL CAPS ALERT READER VALERIE M.!!!
Oh, don’t believe me? Well, you won’t be making those goo-goo eyes once I rip your lungs out, sweetie! Don’t you get it? I’m outta control, a powder keg, a wild card, a loose cannon, insane in the membrane! Look, will you please stop giggling — I’m telling you, I could snap at any minute!
Need a napkin, Jenny M.?
[yay! jenny just tagged us back and solved the mystery of molly’s favorite shaving cream! jenny, you’re it!]
Ohhhhh, we zigged when we shoulda zagged.“Please remain seated and wait until the ride has come to a complete stop before exiting.”
Let’s go again, Hannah!