i feel a certain fundamental irony in this image, as our besocked/besandaled friend poses with "the noid." the characters famous tagline is, of course, "avoid the noid," and our friend seems to be experiencing the onset of the irony as perhaps he realizes that his socks/sandals combo should be equally aversive, and yet somehow he's managed to embrace both.

My feelings: Pure and simple - Cool Britannia! and...

!

;)


PS: I forgot my beloved leather jacket in the last q... was thinking in summer terms yet.

I feel a little bit dizzy after looking at so many socks.



This one, because I'm a member of the Equal Rights for Toes movement, which dictates you have to give your toes enough space and possibilities to freely express their individuality.

This one is not bad either, although it belongs to the fans of a different movement. But it's surprising enough to be likeable.



And finally, this indecisive decision truly reflects the state of my mind at the moment.

I choose this one.

It is impossible to know if this banana toting elder is standing in front of the shop because he is preparing to nourish his foot fetish as soon as he has finished eating his yellow fruit, or if he is simply waiting for his friend Ernie to go play checkers next door and thinking "what on earth is taking him so long I just hate waiting for that idiot he is always so late ".

because I have always wanted to be a gay man

and this couple is soooo "cage aux folles"

I love the meticulously rolled and folded cuff of the mustachio's jeans

and the teddy bears that accompany them on the daybed

wonder what they won all those ribbons for?

plus the cat in the lampshade collar provides a nice visual punctuation

^ i will never stop laughing at that picture. the longer i look at it, the harder i laugh. it's killing me.

I relate strongly to this man.



Sorry if that is too short a description, but when you think hard about it, it's really not.

Ready for the next flood!!!

¿ question of the day ? March 14th...

When is the last time you;
A. Had a peanut butter and jelly sandwich?
B. Had an enema?
C. Pee'd in the pool?
*details are encouraged...in fact, I'm taking notes*

A. Had a peanut butter and jelly sandwich?
never had one
B. Had an enema?
never had one
C. Pee'd in the pool?
15 years ago or something?? :confused:

Take notes, Earthling, take notes. Here follow the oracles of an alien:

A. Had a peanut butter and jelly sandwich?
Hay ale, newt udder and butt chips a la NJ.
B. Had an enema?
Heed Naaman...
C. Pee'd in the pool?
Loop in the deep.

A. Had a peanut butter and jelly sandwich?
a long time ago

i am going to have one when i wake up

B. Had an enema?
never

C. Pee'd in the pool?
often

A. Like 15 years ago - my big stepsis' highschool student exchange partner Holly (from Minnesota) introduced me to this culinary highlight around age 9 (since then I'm also hooked on Coke Light, Coke Zero nowerdays), but somehow I got away from that after a time.

B. Never.

C. ~20 years ago, same is for peeing in a lake or the Mediterranean Sea (we went swimming to public pools rather rarely)

When is the last time you;
A. Had a peanut butter and jelly sandwich?
2001? Showed daughter what they're all about. She doesn't like them either.
B. Had an enema?
2005? Prep for testing during last major exacerbation.
C. Pee'd in the pool?
1994? The pool = the Atlantic, and restrooms are scarce 50-60 feet underwater. For your notes: forgo coffee prior to donning "farmer john."

a) high school? used to be staple lunch because I could swipe them from the cafeteria and not get caught, but I've been allergic to peanuts for a decade now

2) maybe when I was 2?

iii) last time I swam in the sea, probably last August