This is a picture I recently came across. The picture itself isn't that funny (well the mug is I guess) but it brings me back... back... back... *sparkle fade to flashback sequence* Summer of 2007 I was on tour with my then band Murderland and I think we were playing in Fort Collins Colorado, anyway we get totally hammered and our drummer starts getting frisky with some girl so we pack up the van and head back to her house where apparently she vomited on him or something, I don't really remember, we were all pretty drunk. This is where the story gets a little weird... the next morning we awake to discover that we are in this girls house where she lives with her pot selling mom and her 5 year old daughter. The pot slingin' granny and the vomity mommy insist on us staying for what turns out to be the worst homemade breakfast I've ever had and my last memory of the place is playing Mario cart with the 5 year old while the rest of our band was negotiating weed prices with grandma on the other end of the couch... it felt kinda weird. That kid is totally fucked.
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a) SG normal practice is to comment in the journal/"blog" of whoever left you a comment. Try it, it works.
b) I confidently expected about 437 tons of assorted snark and n00b-baiting to land on your wheelchair thread, which is why I wrote what I did above. I was wrong. Hey ho.
c) I am impressed by your thorough and well-sourced foreskin research. Kudos.
d) This makes four things. Sue me