by
Lee H on
Feb 21, 2014 • What the fuck does Denmark have against baby giraffes named Marius?
What a weird day to wake up to a mushroom cloud.
After months, “good hearted” protesting in Kiev have finally broken down as more fire and death cause the nation’s capitol to resemble an armed revolutionary power struggle.
I'm an artist myself, responsible for at least 50 such wall hangings so far and may they all be used for toilet paper (should the need arise) before they ever inspire rudeness, greed and undue cruelty.
"Photography is in the heart, not in the hand."
Of course I click. Fuck you LinkedIn, for appealing to my base desires. Pride, greed, envy, selfishness. All these things are embedded beneath one stupid, desperate cry for attention from a motherfucking social media platform.
So, dear readers, before you commence sqwoobling under the sheets tonight, consider which organ it is exactly that secretes all that love.
Hailing from D.C., Joe Obima aims his 35mm camera at whatever bizarre subjects pass him by, hoping to "express a beautiful world full of spontaneity [that is] contiguous to one another."
Keep elderly people out of traffic: I feel that opening it will only more heavily congest that area.
While I was pondering those wicked times in the jungle, I decided to make a cocktail to soothe my nerves and tickle my traumatized palate.
Between you and me, judging by the horribleness and the age of the fecal matter, these stains could have come from someone who had just eaten at Lone Star.
People need your rule
Rule them with a candy fist
Keep them smiling scared
