And If You Don’t Like Hank Williams, Honey, You Can Kiss My Ass
Sometimes when you’re walking in the city early in the morning, you see the oddest things.
Naked mannequins. My theory is that when humans go to sleep, all the mannequins wake up and have wild sex orgies. And obviously these ones got so drunk that they forgot to put their clothes back on when they took their “I’m a lifeless mannequin” poses.
That’s the most action I’ve gotten in months.
Speaking of action that I would like to get, the cute bargirl’s name is Heidi. Isn’t that nice? She looked great today. Some day she will be mine.
Until then I can have fun with the kids on the playground. Especially this one:
She’s very cute. She’s the one that always wants me to take pictures of her. And to borrow my camera. What an adorable little sk8er gurl. She wanted me to take pictures of her skating down the road there. And her friend, Sara too. They both fell. Cuties.
The fun we have.
Still pictures from my old camera. But I think I’m ready to take my new one out in the real world now. And try it out. I still need to read the manual and learn all the functions, but I have skimmed the quick reference guide and I’m good to go.
And now I must go bury my head in the sand for a while. In the hopes of avoiding Lost spoilers. Man I can’t wait for tomorrow!
May 26th, 2005 at 14:56
Thats quite an interesting theory about the naked mannequins and having orgies when they sleep. Ever see the 80’s movie Mannequins? There was actually an episode of the Twighlight Zone where someone got trapped in a mall and all the mannequins came to life and by the end of the episode the person who was trapped become one themselves. I remember having many nightmares with that sort of scenario.