ugh.

ugh.
Originally uploaded by n.s.s.s.s.s.s

I know. Why is one alive if not to occasionally wear neon orange nail polish? I can't do it. It makes me look like I have some sort of clown wasting disease.

Depending on your knowledge of 80s doll transportation you could help me out.

here

I find it rather annoying whenever people characterize some point in the past as "a simpler time".
but... it's kind of refreshing to hear a song celebrating the arrival of the local weed dealer without further complications.

Here Comes The Man With The Jive