February 2nd, 2004 10:00 pm (UTC)
The aliens, are old fashioned diet programs...given a body and a terrible hatred for water based fun. Maybe theyre crashing the pool parties , because they never helped anyone fit into a thong, and they feel like failures. Im sure if you gave them a gentle heart to heart over some liptons iced tea, they'll relax and not piss on your party.
aliens are the diet schemes from the 80's.
(Tv is their jesus, it gives them a soul...and chocolate.)
(which im dying to have some of. Because its made from the bark of the tree the keebler elves live in.)
They live in an unbelieveable reality...OH so different from ours...
Eyes in their mouths, huh?
Cause they have to watch what they eat.
let the pool parties rage WITH moral descretion of course. Remember...when little jenny jackass takes off her bathing suit, its time to cut her off from the "hawaiian punch".
she's a hyper-hypo.
The funny part about it all, my parents got me the same freaking hubcap.
Its hanging just above my collection of "my pet monster" dolls. which sometimes makes funny sounds.
you can punch my throat, but i want my gold star BEFORE you hit me.
just to make it worth it.
My universe's kind of do the same around x-mas time...
Only there usually isnt any pictures to document the RARE occasion of interaction.
thanks for sharing the pics.
our hubcaps should mate, so they can make little training wheels.
Im trying to think if iver ever met you.Its Kind of possible.
Indianapolis runs in VERY small circles.
6 degrees of seperation and all that jazz.
You ever listen to Sigur Ros?