Release.
I’ve decided that my Craftastrophe finds can largely be grouped together as things that I imagine will all wind up one day in a CEO’s high rise office. No, really. He’ll seem like a normal gentleman. He’ll dress in nice suits. But his sunny corner office with vast views will be crammed with boob cupboards and paper-mache hands slit with razors. People will edge around his crowded desktop to get to a chair as he shows off his latest prized find.
Release is that find.
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March 23rd, 2010 at 11:04 am
my fingers hurt.
March 23rd, 2010 at 11:08 am
This looks like something your mom would warn you not to do.
.-= Suebob´s last post ..A time of contemplation =-.
March 23rd, 2010 at 2:27 pm
That actually makes my fingers tingle.
March 24th, 2010 at 8:42 am
I feel the bile rising.
Ew.