“To understand bad taste one must have very good taste.” -John Waters
Sammy living out my life goals for me.
when i worked at the book store in baltimore john waters would come in and talk to us pretty frequently. it was really cool to catch him last september at atomic books, favorite book store, favorite filthy human, favorite city.
“Who is John Waters?”
Whoa, we’re an answer on Jeopardy tonight!
ETA: And it stumped all the contestants!
COOL!!!!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY DIVINE!!!
TODAY IS DIVINE’S BIRTHDAY!!! TO CELEBRATE WE’RE DOING A DIVINE’S BIRTHDAY SALE!!! FOR ALL ORDERS OVER $20 WHO ENTER THE MAGIC CODE “DIVINE” TODAY (ENDING AT 11:59 PM) WILL GET 15% OFF THEIR ORDER. FOR U.S. ORDERS THAT EQUATES TO FREE SHIPPING!!! PORK ARMY SHARE & ENJOY!!! THANKS TO EVERYONE FOR THEIR CONTINUED SUPPORT OF PORK!!! GITTIT AT THE PORK SHOP!!!
everyone asking me who i think i’m voting for, people on the street asking me if i’m fucking registered. NAH MAN, I DON”T CARE ABOUT ANYTHING! if it can be called political i avoid it. i’m only voting for MYSELF!! POT BELLY BEAR FOR PRESIDENT!!! SAMMY FOREVER!!
I would totally vote for Sammy for president, only then he would have this really stressful day job that was taking up all his time, and then he couldn’t be the best party dude or babysitter or model ready to get wild and do whatever, and that would suck.
i would totally vote for myself for president, but i’d INSTANTLY start talking to all the aliens that the MIB is hiding, and i’d leave earth with them and all the best party babes. i’d get the alien dudes to make all the AABROS full size godzilla and voltron mechs to fight with on their own planet. i’d have the aliens find all the infinity gems for me in exchange for beer, but i wouldn’t change anything except i’d make myself into a giant king kong gorilla with a wart hog head.
i would just death star earth because earth is so boring, you guys are all wimps, i’d be like eternity mixed with the living tribunal, living forever, all knowing, all understanding. the second i had cosmic awareness i’d instantly just jet off and do pelvic thrusts in my new gorilla body in zero gravity with all the weirdo aliens like BOSK and and TRICERATON people. all you weak humans with feelings and empathy can hang out here while i’m just partying forever.
my parties are so good in space, it’s how new stars are born. i’m already up there beer bonging and i don’t even know it. you guys don’t even realize that you’ve voted for me yet because infinity is already happening, i am already there, i am already beyond existence.
you nerds are here arguing about race and sex and i’m in space with GROOT AND ROCKET RACCOON!! i’m reading books that haven’t been written and you’re at the store buying toilet paper! see you in hell, but i WON’T!! I’LL NEVER DIE!!
TIME TO BRING THIS BACK!!
SAMMY FOR PRESIDENT OF THE 616!!!
everyone asking me who i think i’m voting for, people on the street asking me if i’m fucking registered. NAH MAN, I DON”T CARE ABOUT ANYTHING! if it can be called political i avoid it. i’m only voting for MYSELF!! POT BELLY BEAR FOR PRESIDENT!!! SAMMY FOREVER!!
I would totally vote for Sammy for president, only then he would have this really stressful day job that was taking up all his time, and then he couldn’t be the best party dude or babysitter or model ready to get wild and do whatever, and that would suck.
i would totally vote for myself for president, but i’d INSTANTLY start talking to all the aliens that the MIB is hiding, and i’d leave earth with them and all the best party babes. i’d get the alien dudes to make all the AABROS full size godzilla and voltron mechs to fight with on their own planet. i’d have the aliens find all the infinity gems for me in exchange for beer, but i wouldn’t change anything except i’d make myself into a giant king kong gorilla with a wart hog head.
i would just death star earth because earth is so boring, you guys are all wimps, i’d be like eternity mixed with the living tribunal, living forever, all knowing, all understanding. the second i had cosmic awareness i’d instantly just jet off and do pelvic thrusts in my new gorilla body in zero gravity with all the weirdo aliens like BOSK and and TRICERATON people. all you weak humans with feelings and empathy can hang out here while i’m just partying forever.
my parties are so good in space, it’s how new stars are born. i’m already up there beer bonging and i don’t even know it. you guys don’t even realize that you’ve voted for me yet because infinity is already happening, i am already there, i am already beyond existence.
you nerds are here arguing about race and sex and i’m in space with GROOT AND ROCKET RACCOON!! i’m reading books that haven’t been written and you’re at the store buying toilet paper! see you in hell, but i WON’T!! I’LL NEVER DIE!!
MORE BUTTONS!!! LOTSA JOHN WATERS & DIVINE DESIGNS!!! BORN TO BE CHEAP!!! I’M SO BEAUTIFUL!!! GITTUM!!! REBLOG!!!
that BALTIMORE IS BEST button is my favorite, i have a giant one
