Success! I have mastered the driving of the Mirage that is adorable.

Yes, it is so. I have mastered the driving of the Mirage in just 1 week. Not bad, I'd say. In the beginning it looked like I was going to have to buy hubby a new clutch. But now I'm doing very well.

I feel naked without my crazy interweb screencaps, but I really haven't found anything mind-blowing tonight.

I just felt like gloating about my 5-speed driving abilities. XD

kthxbyeeee.

Kids Getting High and Torpedo Tits.

This is a sure sign that kids today have too little to keep them occupied. I was searching Google for natural products that can be used as household cleaners, and I have that automatic suggestion thing turned on. This is what I got when I tried to search for "What household..."
Scary, eh?

Also, to all the women out there who rag about having not so much in the chest area? This one's for you. If you've ever been professionally bra-sized then good for you. I happen to like doing everything myself, so I measured myself and found a few online bra-size calculators. This is what happened when I, Torpedo Tits, plugged in my numbers on the Lily Of France calculator:

Error. Nice.

And on that note, stay classy, Earth.

Okay I Lied and French Fry Whacking.

Maybe I'll keep this blog around after all. I mean, I can talk about things here that I can't do on Hands on Handmade. Like this Craigslist posting I just came across:

Or this one:


These are the deranged people that live in my area. Creepy, eh? Makes you wanna lock your doors at night.

Alright, well, I'm off to secure my domicile from any vagrants that might be about.