This should be mandatory at every salon!
So glad I quit smoking!
I've always loved this one! I'd so go there! Lets go to Cocks! My husband's always trying to talk me into joining him for beer and wings at Hooters- Sorry honey, it ain't happenin'....I don't need to choke down my beer with some hoochies hooters in my mans face. Where would married men be without skanks to serve them food and entertain them?
These two were found buried at a Neolithic Archaeological dig site near Montava Italy. Their arms have been wrapped around eachother in eternal embrace for about five-six thousand years. I was so moved by this picture and I wish their had been more to tell. I found this along with some Shakespeare:
Now old desire doth in his death-bed lie,And young affection gapes to be his heir;That fair for which love groan'd for and would die,With tender Juliet match'd, is now not fair.Now Romeo is beloved and loves again,Alike betwitched by the charm of looks,But to his foe supposed he must complain,And she steal love's sweet bait from fearful hooks:Being held a foe, he may not have accessTo breathe such vows as lovers use to swear;And she as much in love, her means much lessTo meet her new-beloved any where:But passion lends them power, time means, to meet Tempering extremities with extreme sweet.
This is a Wood Spider (And no, that is NOT my hand !!)
These things are the size of Texas and they reside in my laundry room.
I've had more than one standoff with these freakish things. I can't get too close otherwise I start screaming like a lunatic, my neighbors probably fear for my children's lives. My oldest daughter Sage loves to pull pranks on me, so I was folding laundry one day and happened to look down and see a HUGE spider on the floor...And thinking there's no way this thing could be real, I thought she took one of those spider rings you get on Halloween and put it there to scare me, so I reached for it and the damn thing sprung to life and came at me! I ran upstairs screaming and made Sage come down with me, but this time I was armed....With a plunger. Shoes are too small and I wasn't getting that close. I was beyond insane by this point so I started wielding the plunger like an axe and was so panicked that I kept missing my target and that hairy bastard was chasing me around the laundry room until I finally sent it back to hell.
And for my girls who love to shake their asses as much as I do, you gotta watch this:
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