The giraffe didn't even try to molest me. Even though I've clearly gotten my lips injected with butt fat or whatever they put in your lips these days. And I think I'm smoking. That's probably what kept him from sticking his head in my enormous boobs (Thanks Joanna!).
Also, I need supervision. Like all the time. Any takers?
Be warned, I probably won't like you very much if you try to supervise me all the time despite the fact that I've said I need it.
Oh oh! And I promised I'd share my sad, lame attempt at a comic in MS Paint with you guys, so here it is: (seriously, it's lame, don't look!)
Get it? No? I didn't think so. I'm not sure I do either.
25 June 2009