Showing posts with label Hawt chick in red dress. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Hawt chick in red dress. Show all posts

Saturday, December 13, 2008

"So for the Blizzard Christmas party," the Resident Murloc says to me a couple days ago, "I'm going to get my hair done like Elsa's."

There is a short pause.

"Schneider?" I reply.

"Yeah."

I pause again, briefly, while images like the one below, and thoughts of the Austrian Goodbye dance through my head.



"We may have to go home early."



"Very early."

Tuesday, September 25, 2007

After many long seconds of searching the internet, I didn't find anything like this, so I made it myself.

I've decided to go into business selling cologne. Here's the ad for my first product.