Compare the blue-ringed octopus.
(A play on the Great Pacific garbage patch, which is no laughing matter.)
Thanks to Secondshade for this title.
(With apologies to everyone involved in the book and movie of that name.)
I think Liberace himself would have considered this shirt gaudy. Note the matching detail on the leggings.
Our coverage of Black Friday continues with this cut-rate skank. The least she could have done was carry the baroque look through, ugly though it was. She just got lazy with the sweat jacket.
Here’s some cranberry sauce to go with your Thanksgiving meal.
Me: “Aw, look, she’s got birds on her vest.”
Secondshade: “Yeah, and I’ve got crust on my dick.”
I don’t know how his mind works, people. Don’t even ask.
Happy Thanksgiving! As we’re vegan, we won’t be having turkey, but I still felt it was important to mark the holiday. And I’m not leaving my British friends out—check out the bag on the woman at right.
We interrupt our regularly scheduled Theme for whatever this is. I feel bad that I don’t have anything Hanukkah-specific for my Red Sea Pedestrians, but this is festive, and those red shapes kind of look like candle flames, no? Hey, I’m trying.
She’s a smooth operator all right.