The day after I took those (you have to put off writing somehow) I got a new job working with horrible deadly chemicals where I get to dress like this all the time, but with more gas masks.
Arsenic, selenium, and lead, o my!
Is something terribly wrong with me for being excited about potentially lethal chemicals?
Me examining new haircut on mirror minutes ago. Very satisfied. Whether it looks good or not in your opinion, it was exactly what I wanted. Shall return to same barber always. Overbright picture, yes, I noticed. And yes, this picture was taken in the bathroom, because I'm nuts. The toilet paper behind me was an unintentional element of the composition.
Me and my friend, air-conditioner, as we plan our world domination.
Camera angle stolen from Leon: The Professional. I was displaying my disapproval of the group of English bastards who canceled their photo shoot in Death Valley, thus costing me a week's worth of work... Could really have used that money...
Okay: where is this pinching thing done? I lived in Boston (or: Dublin West) for all but the past two years of my life, and had never heard of this pinching shit.
God help the pincher what doesn't note my green polo, is all I'm saying.
I go straight for the frog bite, which is pinching with the knuckles on your pointer and middle finger. Basically any place you can land a pinch is fair game.