Holy shit on a popsicle stick

I had NO idea that Master Wog (including his recently departed beard) was famous. WOW

Take a peepsy do at this dude. He is the bassist for an AWESOME band by the name of Five Finger Death Punch.

(Yes, that would be the bassist on the far right, yes, that one, the one with the GIGANTANORMOUS beard.)

Now, take a look at my hunnie bunnie hunk of a wonderful piece of love muffin filet mignon goodness...






Is it just me....or do you see something similar here?

For Kat

Over at 3 Bedroom Bungalow.

This is proof that Kitty wants Jessica....dead or alive.



And (not so much for Kat, but more for me and my paparazzi like obsession of taking random meaningless pictures of my animals).

THIS is proof that my dogs are FUCKING adorable.






Stick that in your pickle and love on it.

I don't even know where to start...

I am such a damn slacker. I have had sooooooooooooo many things to write about but just don't get to the computer in time and then I forget my brilliant (and hilarious) topic.

Dammit.

The most recent event was St. Patrick's Day in Savannah with Jess and Co. But you can go here and read about all of our shenanigans.

Although, I did take a few pictures for Captain Dumbass....

If I remember correctly, he kinda has a thing for storm troopers. We were all walking back to the car to refill our beers and I happened across this wonder...

Mad props to whoever did that. I giggled my ass off. Such detail. Such creativity.

I have approximately 267 MORE pictures from the St. Pat's parade and the drunken debauchery that went on late in the evening. But I won't make you look at them.

Other than that, I haven't really been up to much of anything. Still unemployed. Still watching CSI reruns on Spike.

Anywho, I just felt the need to share those few amazing pictures with you. Oh, and this one.

Just to leave you with a wee bit of cuteness for your ass.