Frankly, I think she’s got more important things to worry about than where she left her purse. Like that lamé dress. Seriously, that stuff went out in the late 80s.
I’m not sure how you’d actually wear that. It’s thicker than a layer of cake frosting. It probably creaks. It may actually be the only thing holding her up.
Just…very very slowly, okay? It’s been a hard day.
Ah, irony. It’s not so much “laughing outside, crying inside.” In fact, it might have actually been “crying outside, laughing inside.” But instead, it looks like he’s upset because the French revolution started going after mimes. Or like the absolutely creepiest ghost at Hogwarts. I’m glad the phantasmal gray gnome of Gryffindor isn’t judging him. He’s like, “oh, don’t worry about it. Just because you’re dead, and a clown, doesn’t mean your life’s over. It’s just beginning. Oh, wait, a CLOWN? That’s pretty sad…maybe you should go hang out with Moaning Myrtle downstairs. Crikey, a clown…”
Headless girl in gold, Goodwill on Metric and 83. “Dash” from goodwill on 2222. Unhappiest mime from Savers on Burnet and North Loop.
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A pity they can’t all get together for a tete a tete