This picture kills me. I bet they had to wipe off the camera on that one...I love the full-on force behind it, to the point where it's coming out of his nose, shooting through the air in almost horizontal fashion, and especially the innocent bystander caught offguard in the projectile crossfire. I bet he needed to wear a neckbrace after that. Imagine that conversation...
What happened to you?
Whiplash.
Car accident?
No.
What?
Hurl. Projectile. Uh, don't ask.
7 comments:
Hi! That's a real technicolour yawn there! (Especially against the dark background!)
Do you think the bystander drank his beer after that?
You're warped man!
Ewww!
Yeah someone somehow caught a pretty classic shot there.
Honestly, I think the bystander checked his cup for chunks and then finding none, drank it anyways.
This photograph is a trajedy. I have watched a steady degeneration since the photo of the obese nude man on his balcony. This is not even decadent, it is degenerate. At least decadence has a timeless quality, we can all refer to.
You should have accepted my invitation to Quebec, you should have waited for me in Florence. I might have shown you a world that would have saved you from this.
I was in Italy, drove the Tridente from Pescara to Firenze. Then to Monaco. I then did Monaco to Paris in one day. I stayed on the Champs-Elysee, where I stay whenever I am in Paris. Then crossed the channel to Britain, where I skillfully avoided former wives and mistresses and made it to the Isle of Wight. Where my father died many years ago, and where I buried him. The car I drove from Pescara to his tomb was his once. I never sold it, I never will. It was a hard journey there and back, but I wished to pay tribute to him. He was a good man, who died young.
I visit him every year. I make sure, that his grave is kept clean.
You are an intelligent and sensitive woman. I struggle to comprehend how you might post such a photo. It does not reflect who you really are.
Il Fiorentino, you will have to forgive her. She is under so much stress with only 60+ days left before her thesis needs to be done. You know how women get with the hormones and stress. Besides, she was severely frightened by a spider just a short time ago. She may be having post traumatic stress disorder.
I am glad that you honor you father. On occasion I have experienced the sad occasion when one of my children has called me an idiot!
Al, you poor man. My sympathies
I happen to know your children Al, and all I can say is that it must have been that Rob character! He's such a kidder though, I'm sure he didn't mean it.
And I do have post-traumatic stress disorder, continually. It can't really be considered "post" if it's constant, can it?
Il Fiorentino, there are a couple of your comments that I must take issue with.
First:
This photograph is a trajedy. I have watched a steady degeneration since the photo of the obese nude man on his balcony.
Hahaha. You are right, the photo is something else, I tend to like crazy photos. However I thought this blog was always degenerate. That's the point!
You are an intelligent and sensitive woman. I struggle to comprehend how you might post such a photo. It does not reflect who you really are.
I would comment that everything on this blog represents who I am, though just small part. Not sure about the intelligent/sensitive thing though. Perhaps I have my fleeting moments;) I also have my extremely unclassy moments. It's all about BALANCE!
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