Okay, is there a rule book on farting in public? If so, can someone lead me to it? I was in line at my Kensington Starbucks this morning and this older woman just let's fly with an obnoxious mud-flapper! JFC, I almost gagged. That's no way to start the morning, that surely is NOT the breakfast of champions. Come on old lady, keep them pressed together until you're outside.
We've finished with our decorations for Halloween. Check out our pumpkin scarecrow. Cool, huh!
This is the Blair Witch who watches from Toph's bathroom window. She is illuminated with a strobe light that goes off every few seconds so you catch a glimpse of her.
The expensive head stones we have and our smoking cauldron we don't put out until Halloween day. Stuff has been getting pinched in our neighborhood.
Speaking of pinching, wouldn't mind grabbing a handful of this…