I play America’s favorite breakfast game.
DODGE.THAT.BACON GREASE!
Damn that smarts.
abchelsfa replied to your post: A documentary on photographer Bill Cunningham has…
No snow. Summer. SUNLIGHT.
I’m sorry, I couldn’t read that.
I’m too busy building a snowman in my mind.
A documentary on photographer Bill Cunningham has made me reminiscent of nyc snow.
I’m know I’m being momentarily delusional, but just let me go with it.
But guys, remember snow? Remember how awesome it was?
I was going to explain this photo, and then I decided that a caption competition would be more fun.
Photographer: www.markmanne.com
“Act now and you too can get your very own Amanda Palmer hologram!”
“Perfect for those last minute ukulele solos.”
scatters replied to your post: One day I’ll learn how to cook french fries…
this is incredibly noble
I’m no hero.
I’m just a man. In his kitchen.
Eating burnt fries.
What I would give to read them on your lips.
One day I’ll learn how to cook french fries correctly.
Until then, I eat the burnt ones.
This is my penance.
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