Monday, January 30, 2012

Thunder's hidden face

I was bored and sad the other day. When I'm bored and sad I tend to click through photos on Facebooks. Bored, sad guy clicking through photos on Facebooks – how fucking gay is that shit? I don't mean to do it. It's just you click on one picture, then you click on through to the next one, and then the next one, then you wake up and your 300 pictures deep on someone you don't know that well. You look around and the sun has well and truly set and you haven't turned the lights on and there's nothing in the fridge for dinner. It's cold 'cause you haven't put socks on. As you look for a clean pair  you think to yourself, "How the shit did that happen? What is this some sort of creepy timewarp."

Anyway, the other day I was clicking through Thunder's photos, 'cause Thunder went to Melbourne and I was wondering what he was up to. Turns out he was covering his face. Turns out he does that a lot. Why?

He's sleeping on the couch of the house I'm inspecting tonight. I'll ask him then.

I call this one: OMG Party + Black'n'White + Pretty Girl = Definite FB profile pic contender.
I call this one: OMG Tanned Hand Rastafari Fist Bump!

I call this one: OMG leave me alone, I'm reading about parks in a book about parks in a park ok.

I call this one: I don't know what to call this one.

I call this one: OMG give peace an imaginary hamburger.

I call this one: OMG, in a car, OMG.

I call this one: OMG, Tom Carroll.

I call this one: OMG, funny joke, someone just said a funny joke, OMG.

3 stars.

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