Friday Ephemera (780)
All the fun of the fair. || A ride to remember. || Batman in a jam. || Her eyelash curler broke and her underwear keeps going missing. || “Mom, guess what?” || He wants to talk about greed. || Game over. || Incoming. || Nommy-nommy-nom. || The engineering of Mount Rushmore. || Just checking what you are. || Variation on a theme. || Very modern moral problems. || Novelty evaporates. || I remember seeing this one here well into the 80s. || Bag athleticism. || When you have a bedlamite infestation. || Because her big day was all about him. || I renounce the devil and all his works. || Yes, but how hard? || She doesn’t want the rubber room. || She’s not going to take it any more. || Tree house. || Truck life. || Replacing lost fingers with grafted toes. || And for seekers of challenge, I bring sex-toy news.
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The joys of open borders: Looks like another muslim migrant doing what they do.
Today’s words are standard deviation.
No reason.
Racist, pro-crime black woman saying the usual predictable things.
I was going to suggest several months of sleep deprivation and/or permanent hearing damage. But being a kindly soul, I’m open to other ideas.
And yet what caught my eye were the children’s faces.
As the twig is bent – AWFL saying the usual predictable things.
Well, there are those eggs on the bar…
Santayana got one thing right.
That’s not a head you’d want to be trapped inside.
Camerawork of note.
Fabulist pronouns were observed.
“Are you ready to be initiated as a High Priestess, High Priest or High Mage” at the Christian Witches Mystery School.*
Hell is hot, is all I gotta say.