Caption the avatar above you!

"1+1, damn why do I get all the hard questions?"

oh yes ladies, the orange skin and big hair is all natural.

my suit is black not

"Why is Michael Jackson looking at me like that?"

i like red...and my chest

"This is still less painful then watching The View"

that made no sence

SCREAMS - im being attacked

"AAAHHHH I'm becoming a republican!!!"

one more look through here, then im outta here!

"I was married to Tom Green, You try that."

really?

like my new hair style?

"This is what happens when a spray can explodes."

The change of Philomel, by the barbarous king
So rudely forced; yet there the nightingale
Filled all the desert with inviolable voice
And still she cried, and still the world pursues,
"Jug Jug" to dirty ears.

(random refernce to TheWasteland)

What a piece of work is man!
How noble in reason.
How infinite in faculties.
In form and moving, how express and admirable.
In action how like an angel.
In apprehension, how like a god.
The beauty of the world.
The paragon of animals.

LOLZ I WEAR TOO MUCH MAKE UP 🙂

@ Eclipso: That one's Shakespeare

Let the Secretary for Porcelain observe
That evil made magic, as in catastrophe,
If neatly glazed, becomes the same as the fruit
Of an emperor, the egg-plant of a prince.
The good is evil's last invention.

Originally posted by Symmetric Chaos
@ Eclipso: That one's Shakespeare

Let the Secretary for Porcelain observe
That evil made magic, as in catastrophe,
If neatly glazed, becomes the same as the fruit
Of an emperor, the egg-plant of a prince.
The good is evil's last invention.

Very good, do you know this one?

In courts and palaces he also reigns,
And in luxurious cities, where the noise
Of riot ascends above their loftiest towers,
And injury and outrage; and, when night
Darkens the streets, then wander forth the sons
Of Belial, flown with insolence and wine.

"About to lay down the ownage"

Originally posted by Eclipso
Very good, do you know this one?

In courts and palaces he also reigns,
And in luxurious cities, where the noise
Of riot ascends above their loftiest towers,
And injury and outrage; and, when night
Darkens the streets, then wander forth the sons
Of Belial, flown with insolence and wine.

Nope

"Do these letters over my head look okay?"

John Milton "Paradise Lost" one of my fave books ever.