had to leave work early yesterday to make it to my summer evening classes. clearly, i can't be survived without. was greeted this morning by the putrid smell of burned pan.
kitty joe ste-Marie lives in greenpoint, brooklyn and has catlike reflexes and the ingenuity of Lex Luthor. her mental fortitude is also somewhat legendary.
kitty joe enjoys eating toenails (just as a snack), doesn't take BS, enjoys the new york times just for the articles, thinks patchouli oil should be banned, believes a fake bio is a real sign of genius (and a subtle cry for help), and wonders what you're doing right now. stay alive, she will find you.
5 comments:
Are those eggs? FUNKY. Have a lovely weekend.
grody! Gnome
GROSS!!!
that is disgusting. I love it!
I also love that you thought to take a picture of it.
You gotta love when the burned food in question actually becomes unidentifiable...
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