I just got back from a fabulous trip to Seattle for the Breaking Dawn concert series. I will be posting more pics later, but for now a photo montage of the ridiculous things I saw in Seattle. Other than the girl dressed up as a lamb bride at the concert.
Our Hotel - By European style, they mean we provide you nothing but a bed. And the self-righteous feeling all environmentalists get for "conserving water" with each flush of the communal toilets.
A) How on EARTH could anyone start a business for Port-a-Potties and call it Honey Bucket???? And B) all I could think of was Honey Buckets of Oats. Which is even more wrong.
Safety cones are now avant garde art. (I had the voice of Mike Myers running through my head "If it's not scottish it's crap!" Actually he was mostly just saying "It's crap" in my head with a scottish accent)
Take your filthy paws off my silky drawers.
I confess to the sin of gluttony. And not being repentant at all for my gluttony.
You are now entering the LOVE ZONE. I enjoy that the "Love Zone" is also the place to get classy nails. I agree with an old friend that the minute you actually say the word "classy" something becomes NOT classy.
Ok-more fun later. And Hey You..... Grubby Hands!!! Keep your mits off those ripe cherries.
3 comments:
rofl... the last line totally made this post. you have a dirty dirty mind.
Especially the exotic cherries. ;)
Did you see the picture I took of the sign in Forks that said, "Get your Bella bokay here"? Bokay.
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