EDIT #2 (instead of a new post on the same day):
note to self: in the future, when beginning to somewhat-violently dismantle an outdoor wooden structure, it might be wise to do a quick check first to see if any wasp nests are hidden there-in.
one swarm and six stings later, we'll call that one a lesson learned the hard way.
as a side note, I now have a fairly good idea what a nipple piercing would feel like.
at least I'm not allergic
we now return to the original post:
hope these aren't too big to fit the columns here, but this is what happens when someone with a NICE camera decides to take pics of the fembots:
EDIT: yup, some of em are too big. go to my "family & stuff" album if you wanna see the full pics.
as you can see both above and below, fembot1 has about the same disposition toward group/family photos as I used to when I was younger...
and now, in a rare moment, all of us in one picture (rare b/c one of us usually has to TAKE the picture):
note to self: in the future, when beginning to somewhat-violently dismantle an outdoor wooden structure, it might be wise to do a quick check first to see if any wasp nests are hidden there-in.
one swarm and six stings later, we'll call that one a lesson learned the hard way.
as a side note, I now have a fairly good idea what a nipple piercing would feel like.
at least I'm not allergic
we now return to the original post:
hope these aren't too big to fit the columns here, but this is what happens when someone with a NICE camera decides to take pics of the fembots:
EDIT: yup, some of em are too big. go to my "family & stuff" album if you wanna see the full pics.
as you can see both above and below, fembot1 has about the same disposition toward group/family photos as I used to when I was younger...
and now, in a rare moment, all of us in one picture (rare b/c one of us usually has to TAKE the picture):
The reason I'm a bastard, or at least most people who are in my presence see me that way, is that I can be kind, but when that kindness is taken for granted and they ask why I won't repeat it, I tell them exactly fucking why... every weakwilled bullshit impulse they cater to that they have allowed themselves to indulge rather than bettering themselves. and most people can't take that level of honesty... they're offended by it. I am not bullshit free, and if someone calls me on it, I'll fess up. But if they can't take it, they're not going to like me for very long.
Cute kids. Look like trouble.