The Renaissance Woman

Follow up to this post:

I think my friend, Tori, summed it up best: “This is ridiculous. I mean, even for this board.”

I hope they didn’t pay too much for this on Ebay.

(Seriously, Pinheads? You’ve gone lower than your habit of taking random quotes and typing them over karaoke-video worthy images to just writing quotes on a piece of notebook paper, tearing it out, and taking a picture of it. The “Love, Eleanor Roosevelt” is icing on the crap-cake.)

This is the cherry.

in the style of a ransom note:

For the aging alcoholic:

Since the release of The Human Centipede, no one should ever combine containers for excrement and any type of many-legged insect.

The Pinterest version of “I’m not mad, I’m just disappointed.”

Yeah, no shit the bastard is up to something! Sneaky sonofabitch.

Case #1: You make Boo sad.

Case #2: Go go go, Move move move, Description description description!

If you’re constantly telling people you are in a long distance relationship with someone from the future, how to you ever get to the status of actually dating said future boyfriend? This question is posed from both a logical standpoint and a who-the-hell-would-date-someone-who-says-this standpoint.