I'm sorry, but I've already declared you "dead" to me, and I'm not sure how to switch that back. It might involve chicken blood and virgins. Or mutilating virgin chickens. I have to read that book again.
Where the hell have you been? And yes, that makes me fucking laugh too! At the same time, I have a feeling it is a photo of me when I was 12 and thought I was disguising myself as a dog. But that's only 'cause I was smoking all kinds of pot.
And also, DOTS A GOOF VON by Son of a Thomas who is actually someone you know that used to be a different blogger. Email me if you want to know who it is.
It warms my heart to know that you can't be bothered to write new blog posts, but you are writing novels over in my comments section. Perhaps you and I should start our own American Idol site and take over the world?
Welcome. I'm Falwless. My unladylike cursing is out of control, and I often employ the most egregious superlatives to describe really quite mediocre shit. This blog is chock-full of fairly worthless garbage I took the time to type out for whatever reason when I was bored, but c'mon, admit it, I totally had you fooled with the title, didn't I? Bait and switch, baby. Bait and switch. VIEW MY COMPLETE PROFILE - or - ELECTRONIC MAIL ME, LOVER!
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FIRST!
OMG it's you. Tell us all about Guantanamo.
I will require proof that this is indeed the actual Falwless and not somebody that hijacked her seldom updated blog!
These demotivators make me LOL, too.
I am scared, it wants our livers. Quick, let's ruin them with booze!
It's yer mom. Doing the walk of shame from Skyler's Dad's house.
(Kidding! I miss you, nutjob.)
Pfft! That is obviously a chupacabra.
I'm sorry, but I've already declared you "dead" to me, and I'm not sure how to switch that back. It might involve chicken blood and virgins. Or mutilating virgin chickens. I have to read that book again.
WHO ARE YOU AGAIN?
And that is so obviously the ghost of Kermit the Frog.
After much deliberation I've decided it's a baby Jar Jar Binks.
Couldn't have been her mom Gwen. Most that do the walk of shame from my house don't walk upright.
Hm. I wait for months and get a demotivation poster that I've already seen. Come back Falwless! Come back!
Quick, somebody grab her before she tries to take off on us again.
Gwen made me fucking laugh. "Yer mom". Ha ha ha ha ha!
It's a young Bigfoot in it's natural habitat.
Doc
Where the hell have you been? And yes, that makes me fucking laugh too! At the same time, I have a feeling it is a photo of me when I was 12 and thought I was disguising myself as a dog. But that's only 'cause I was smoking all kinds of pot.
This is the result of E.T. fucking that guy in the top hat who only spoke portuguese.
I don't know what it is but I'm sure that I will figure it out by the time you post again. Plenty o' time.
Not to be a downer, but it's clearly a monkey. Probably Gwen.
Oh yeah I nearly forgot - I missed you!
Welcome back, babe. Why not put your feet up and stay awhile?
Welcome back to the dark side.
Seriously, that looks like some sort of hybrid mole/human. The spawn of someones irresponsible dabble into bestiality gone horribly wrong.
Don't you guys have Mexicans where you're from?
C'mon, anyone can see that it's a black cat zombie. They can be real pests.
boner.
It's the reason WTF was invented.
It's Kokopelli out getting his Spring Thing on.
And great comment by WWW.
And also, DOTS A GOOF VON by Son of a Thomas who is actually someone you know that used to be a different blogger. Email me if you want to know who it is.
And Oh yeah. Boner.
Nevermind. I already said that.
et looking for the phone
http://www.kare11.com/news/news_article.aspx?storyid=541141
The above link is a story about SHAMWOW on our local news. I knew you'd like it!
Is that a pig?
Clearly, that's Jesus. (And you call yourself a Southerner!)
It warms my heart to know that you can't be bothered to write new blog posts, but you are writing novels over in my comments section. Perhaps you and I should start our own American Idol site and take over the world?
Fuck man. That's scary.
Where have you been? The blog world is not the same without you.
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