Showing posts with label LOLs. Show all posts
Showing posts with label LOLs. Show all posts

3.30.2011

Goth's not dead

Last night on the BART to Aakland for the Giants/A's game, some pseudo goth dude was wearing a shirt that said "Murder Never Dies." He was listing to AFI on his headphone I could tell!


2.03.2010

Daily Candy

http://www.dailycandy.com/san-francisco/article/79955/Pin-the-Tail-Boutique


Carrie's rad shop Pin the Tail will be stocking Sugar Tits Valentine's candies starting next week, and got mentioned in Daily Candy! So Appropriate.


Of course Curator will have caramels, toffee, and a few other special treats tbd starting this weekend (I bought edible gold leaf fancypantses) and Megan is helping me with special V-Day (um, dirty) packaging. I'll update you with info and/or pictures if anyone has a digital camera or whatever. Let me know if there's anything you want to order/I can set aside.

XO jf

1.12.2010

conversations to and from Katie

kk: I want these ones. Who is going to NY and can get them for me? (link to some rainboots)

jf: I think dr metal is going soon...I can barter sex for favors?

kk: Carrying rainboots is a pretty big favor. You must have an arsenal of tricks.

jf: More like an arsenal of jobs...

12.23.2009

In which I publish LOLS

Just sent of the following for peer review:

Dirt Bed [Durt Bed]

noun:

1. Dirty sheets typical of dudes, hallmarked by debris such as small rocks, kitty litter, mud, and actual dirt found in between the bottom and top sheets of his bed or resting place (can include couches and/or futons), often dragged in from walking barefoot on dirty floors. "I totally fingerblasted that girl in my dirt bed"

See also:

Bed Dirt [Bed Durt]

Noun

1.Detritus found in the dirty sheets of dudes. "I was totally fingerblasting that girl and added a bunch of vagibears to my bed dirt"


tags: dirty sheets, fingerblasting, finger banging, second base, vagibears.

12.20.2009

F.A.R.T.

some bum asked megan for change and we totally wanted to fart on him so she was like..."i can change the way the air around your face smells."

11.20.2009

home run!

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Baseball_metaphors_for_sex

Please read this when you get a chance becuase from now on I will be qualifying everything I do with baseball metaphors for sex.

5.07.2009

texts from last night...(well or whenever)

Katie sent me this:

http://www.textsfromlastnight.com/

So I decided to post a bunch of texts from my sent box in no particular order.

he just left now im drinking gatoraid. before he left he was like..."it was funny how you threw up last night"

no, but andrea wants to write about it for the Blaze

You should have spelled that wii

At shittiest bar i have ever been to. You would appreciate it.

Get Here Soon!

Be Here Now!

Bowling is not bed!

then i could call it Dressed to get Tittyfucked.

At this crappy bar and theres this ex pro skater who im pretty sure i had a threesome with but really dont remember. another drink and im gunna ask him.

Wearing new hold up stockings and i love then. they are seamed at the back and come all the way up to my area.

Totally have busted capillaries around my eyes from barfing last night. Like a model!

even though i barfed up those nachoslast night i totes want nachos for dinner

This flyer is for free beer til someone has to pee.

Dude i feel like a hammer is hitting my head with another hammer.

Pretenging to be you on the phone with the airlines. hilarious.






4.06.2009

Gentleladies recap a night out:

JF: How are you holding up?

MF: A bit rough. Need to sleep more. Got to bed at 5am. Unfortunately, I got bored in your absence and made out with A’s roommate. Woops.

JF: Wait…the stoner?!

MF: Um…they were all stoners? The one that was dancing with us, with the dark hair. Wish I didn’t. Now I have his number and he expects me to call him.

JF: Headband guy?!

MF: Sadly, yes. If it makes you feel any better, he stopped wearing that after the iron man challenge was over. I’m going to assume it was for sporting purposes.

JF: No I made him take it off then I hid it behind the couch!

MF: Great. He’s a total retard. Is it wrong to never call him?

JF: You can call him ironically?

MF: Was so drunk, and making out w him ironically, that when he gave me the number, I actually asked when he wanted me to call and why.

JF :Also I am going to blog about that but won’t use your name and will change some details to protect your anonymity. Not changing the headband part, though.

MF: Rad. Thanks for making this more embarrassing ;) I fuck up one time…

JF: I fuck up all the time which is why I have a blog.


JF: He’s probably thanking his lucky stars or at least his ironic hipster accessories. I mean, now he’s going to think that headband is a pussy magnet..


MF: Well, he didn’t get any pussy. Just kissing on the front porch


MF: O.k. If you’re blogging now be sure to mention that the dude is way younger, weighs less than me, and didn’t seem to mind that i was laughing and shaking my head while he was trying to rub his face on my face

MF: Also, I then spat a lot on the way home and picked up a black bandana I found on the street. Drunk!

9.18.2008

Today's NY Times Style section has an article about goth fashion:

"Done badly, Gothic makeup can look painfully stupid. After spending money on a decent base, take the trouble to apply it evenly. It’s appalling how many Goths overlook something so basic and vital to their entire aesthetic. Equally bad and unfortunately just as frequent is the tendency to overpowder and the tendency to end one’s pallor at the jawbone. I can understand someone having difficulty with liquid eyeliner, but some mistakes are just inexcusably stupid. Don’t make them.”

HAHAHAHAHA.

http://www.nytimes.com/2008/09/18/fashion/18GOTH.html?_r=1&ref=fashion&oref=slogin