CelebrityFIST!

Haven’t done a Something Different post in ages; so here’s something that doesn’t make you laugh; nothing can.  Though I concede after seeing this as many times as I have, alcohol helps.

The things I want to do to her are illegal in several states…

Really nice bender the other day, eh?  Well I sobered up real good tried to replace my broken headlight (which needed more manual labor than this toothpicks I call ‘arms’ can supply) and tried to replace my broken taillight which after must frustration and consternation I got to work.

… except the fucking part didn’t fit inside the well when all was said and done.  What can I say I’m intellectually and mathematically inclined.  Mechanics?  Uh, not so much.

So I didn’t post yesterday because I couldn’t find anyone afterwards who’d replace the damn headlight (even though I had the part) and threw my hands up yesterday at the taillight and went to sleep sober (I was THAT pissed off).

Woke up this morning, found a greasemonkey who gladly did it and I finally got the taillight done (yeah, I made sure the part fit first).

I even started organizing my massive movie collection.  It was becoming a good day.

Then Scarlett shows up in these pics.   Don’t get me wrong, they’re fantastic pics but I see her and I keep thinking is “Daddy, daddy; I want THAT for Xmas!!”  (shrugs)  Somehow organizing my pr0n seems a little outta place.

Shit, where’s that beer?

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