That were floating around on twitter yesterday, CTG does NOT, nor will she EVER, wear a Slanket. It was a moment of passing foolishness that led me to tweet about them in the first place. As you were…
Looks like 'Cat' got a little out of hand...
I think we all know what really happened with this cake, because we’ve all been there. Been where?
“It’s my best friend’s birthday. What ever shall I get her? Oh I KNOW, baking is quite in right now. I will bake her a cake. I will bake her THE BEST CAKE THE WORLD HAS EVER SEEN! I AM GOING TO MAKE HER A LIFE-SIZE REPLICA OF HER FAVOURITE CHARACTER IN HER FAVOURITE MOVIE, BREAKFAST AT TIFFANY’S! I AM GOING TO BE THE BEST BEST FRIEND THAT HAS EVER EXISTED EVER!”
Somewhere around 2am the night before the birthday…
“FUCK THIS BAKING SHIZ. I’m going to pretend I made it like this on purpose. She better f-ing appreciate it.”
******Macarons FTW y’all********
Contrary to what you seem to believe, we, here in Africa, do NOT eat Lions. We, in Africa, LOVE lions, and we make sure to throw them scraps from our dinner from time to time.
Best you google your shiz, freaks.
Miserable about the oil leak.
What is to be done?
I like to work it out with poodles. Standard poodles (the big ones). Gives my body this weird, muscular edge but I think guys dig it. Be well.
Just a follow up to yesterday’s Sketchy Bunnies post. Actually this would be less a bunneh and more an outright abomination. The words “it just WON’T DIE!!!!’ come to mind when I look at it. The ‘Spar Macaroon’ of Easter bunnies, if you will. Those of you local to our local shop for local people (aka Gardens Centre) may be familiar with this creepy creature, as they drag it out from the crypts of the Indian Burial Ground that Gardens Centre is built on once a year in time for Easter, to stop the street kids from coming to close to the Woolies. It works. Big thanks to Madi for sending it in! x
Seriously. Just do it.
Let’s file this in the hmmm, alrighty then box shall we? Pick up some Kiss My Face skincare products from the Wellness Warehouse, if this is your vibe. I can’t help but feel they missed a trick. The word ‘face’ is too close to ‘ass’ – they could have had a whole lot more fun with this! Taken out that sappy peace sign watermark, dropped the vines, added some graffiti and an uneven typewriter font… ‘My skin’s so awesome you can kiss my ass face!’ Punk-ass skincare! F*ck yeah! But alas…
Someone was probably playing a joke on you. Someone like, oh say… your mother? According to this, ‘getting stalked by an evil clown’ is all the rage as a kids birthday party these days.
What happened to pass-the-parcel? Musical chairs? We now have ‘getting stalked by an evil clown’? Dang! Can you imagine how something like this would affect your life? I reckon that just being able to say the words,
“Hey, I was once stalked by an evil clown,’ puts you on a whole new kinda life path.
Always wanted to see a sanitary pad stuck to the bottom of the basin when I use the ladies room at the movies! (Ster Kinekor)
Why do you think they did this? Is one supposed to touch it? I doubt it would be dry since it’s constantly being ‘topped up’. In which case, is there something to be learned about the product by prodding a soggy sanitary pad? Plus that hole in the middle just takes things to, well, a whole new level. Hmm… what I would call ‘tactless tactical’.
Thanks Mallix, photo by Annie Scholtz
