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Category: monday
American Gothic craziness
Today’s post is a little bit (a lot bit) crazy. Somewhat freakish. And a tad mad. But what the hell, it’s a monday. You’ve seen this painting before, right? I think it’s one of those things that we’ve all seen but we don’t know much about. So I decided to do a little research. The…
bad hair day
I believe it’s entirely appropriate to discuss having a bad hair day on a monday. More often than not mondays and I aren’t the best of friends. It’s not my fault, I’ve waved a white flag many times, but monday always insists on waiting till I’m not looking and then kicking me repeatedly in the…
monday toon
tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow
in celebration of monday.
you know when you’ve had a big weekend, and then you’re just busy assessing your hangover when you suddenly get smacked in the face with the realisation that it’s sunday and the fun’s almost over and you’re going to have to pull yourself towards yourself pretty soon? well, in celebration of tomorrow being monday ‘n…
it's monday, we take our humour where we can get it.
how many drummers does it take to change a lightbulb? twenty. one to change the lightbulb, and nineteen to drink till the room spins.
not at all crap, for a monday.
Once upon a time i stumbled across some cartoons on the internetweb that i instantly fell in love with. so i called up the artist, a complete stranger who lives in america and asked him to marry me. he said no, but we did make some beautiful ads together, and those are kind of like…
good advice for a monday.
thursday's child has far to go. thanks for that shit-head!
there’s this ancient rhyme that goes like this: Monday’s child is fair of face; Tuesday’s child is full of grace; Wednesday’s child is full of woe; Thursday’s child has far to go; Friday’s child is loving and giving; Saturday’s child works hard for a living. But the child that is born on the Sabbath day…