a sour taste left on my eyes.

so i've been accumulating picture tabs in this spiderweb of a browser;
too-many-tabs to handle in my browser window to be specific.

i wish i could organize my brain in tabs. it'd mostly be blank windows im sure.


this really offends me as a tea drinker.


O YA CUD I GET TEH AZN BB SAMMICH HOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO HOLD TEH MAYO >_<


i really hate baby food.


only acceptable if playing the Rocky theme song to get through your day, otherwise, give yourself a wedgie, ask someone to jersey you, and get back to selling two for one discount shoes.


not only was this one an intricate waste of time, but it looks like a poorly sewn cloud, a badly drawn boy, or something that a couch would turd out.


guilty by association.



AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH


as if bizarro trolls weren't obscenely fucking weird enough, someone went and crocheted a small QUEEN VICTORIA CAPE??! a tiny yellow visor, and a karate belt? ARE YOU SERIOUS??!? i was so perplexed as a child when family bought me these treasure trolls. i think i had about 5 that just sat there, and i had no idea what to do with them. besides the fact that i think belly buttons are the grossest thing ever and these things' pride and joy was their gemmed belly buttons....WHAT THE EWWWWWWWW. this is alongside NKOTB trading cards i got during my media-deprived childhood. yeah i went there new kids on the block, i didn't care in the 80's and i dont care now. yeah i said it, fuck KNOTB, i never cared. i will not do the step by step dance with you.


of course. this person probably puts their handgun in a papermache crane centerpiece.

close enough, thanks idiot.blogspot.com


on pictureisunrelated.com people actually got riled up about people saying this was knot (aha) knitting, because it is actually crocheting, and from another comment i also learned this degenerate's name is Agata and even has her own website; agataolek.com. no, i haven't gone to it, and i hope her tubes are tied as to not breed.

as for everyone arguing whether it's crochet or knitted; TOMATO, TAMATO, YOURE ALL FUCKING IDIOT STICKS.


speaking of idiots, here's the mother hen of idiots.


if you're comfortable with how stupid you look, and would just like to further extrapolate, this is perfect for you, and thankfully comes in one-size-fits-slanket.



OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOoooooooo GOOGLY EYED GLUE !!!!!!!!!!!!!! SOOOOOOOOOO CUTTTTTTTTE !!!!

after 3 bottles of Robitussin, you'd think roadkill was thriling.


this almost ruins my love of cute petite desserts.


what's scarier than a puma gouging out your eyes? walking into someone wearing this by choice.


TEENAGE MUTANT NINJA TWATS. looks like Donatello wins this round you pile of nincompoops.


ok, this one hits really close to home, i'd really like to get in this moron's face and pull their hair.


whats worse than graffiti??


HAH. take THAT charmin bears, to hell with you and your toilet paper pieced bear bums !


babushka dogs, DO NOT LIKE.


FUCK YEA COTTONBALL MAN GO GET HER.

meat pants > knit, dogs, babies.

this dog may as well just go end his life.


this baby is what i imagine aids to look like under a microscope.

idioknit.

i don't get it... april fools was 5 days ago.


end my life.

this entry has been brought to you by ritalin.

well,


it's that time of the month where i hate sad people who have mastered the dual skill of having too much time on their hands and too many pets.


as though he wasn't already droopy enough.

actually, im jumping ship on pet costumes , and knitting this time, because this post has been abruptly hijacked by muppet inspired fashions...












sorry Jean-charles de Castelbajac - sorry the culture shock between france and americas has set you into a fashion frenzy, but maybe oscar the grouch will point you in the right direction. maybe if these clothes were about 9 sizes smaller than an anorexic model, they would fit a chubby toddler, then be subject to a whole new realm of my hate.

i however, DO need this;


now this entry has turned into a list of STUPID THINGS A STUPID GIRL NEEDS ^_________________^

(this outta a cake for my birthday - hint hint, the 20th.)

best and worst boyfriend.

this guy realistically probably has the facial hair of a freshly pubescent 13 yr old girl's armpits.

no points for cuteness.

it's that time again, where i scour the most angering things at the latest time possible to compile a blog to keep me raged until next time.


welp, there goes my passionately heated love of chicken pot pies.

HAH, WHEN HELL FREEZES OVER YOU FOOLS.

plush crocheted rock candy?

i don't understand the thrill of knitting food-lookalikes.

okay, so i digress, neither felt nor knit,

WHAT THE HELL IS THE POINT OF THIS LITTLE EGG TEEPEE COZY

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOooooooooooooo

an aqua yarmulke, how efficient. is yarn kosher? from a lamb? scoff, you gonna eat a pig in that hat?


and you even bother wondering why i can't sleep at night?


why keep your drink cool and refreshing , when you can keep it fuzzy and stupid.


sure, let your children play with furry finger condoms, don't come crying to me when you can't afford the therapy bills and ponder on your own where you went wrong.


when laundry disappears in your dryer, it accumulates till it can pull off a full frontal assault on your furniture.


made to scale with proportions of inventor.


this is also not cute. adding googly eyes is not a quirky craft idea. its stupid. your tape sees you, AWESOME. which part of it's body are you tearing off and sticking to something else? your Brita has eyes? and you're pouring out a glass full of cummy nyum nom goodness? yeah, get back to me when the first thing you see in the morning when flipping on the light switch is it looking back at you. a turned on light switch, how delectably FUCKING WEIRD.


FUCKED. UP.


biggest waste of time ever. imagine the trial and error that went into this mess. don't you have a war to fight in needlemaster5000.


i may be plotting to shove this in which ever entrance to hell it snuck out of, or the smallest driest orifice of whomever had made it.

a fuzzy computer cover??

looks like you're diddling a fembot on the set of Austin Powers.


only burger in history of burgers that i don't like.


only cupcake in history i will not try to devour exclusively in one bite.


only ice cream cone in history i will devote solely to cramming up someones nasal cavity.

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOoooooooooooooooooooooooooo

this is kinda like seeing a perfectly fine dog , dressed up in an outfit someone who can barely dress themselves chose.


i have a dream where everything is hazy, and i'm smothered on my deathbed by an arch nemesis by this.


why wait this long to scare someone away?


just when i thought i had defined scary, here comes a knitted viking child.
this is officially my suicide note.