Thursday, December 14, 2006

Fire, man

13 comments:

Generik said...

If Dorothy only knew where those ruby slippers had been, she'd have been more than happy to give them to the Wicked Witch of the West.

Generik said...

Anywhere else in the world, people will gawk and stare when I wear my special outfit and set random trash fires on the street. In San Francisco's Tenderloin district, however, no one even raises an eyebrow. That's why I love living here.

(And may I say that this has to be the finest picture ever posted on the Capper Blog, ever. Seriously. Ever.)

Fred said...

"Go Packers!"

(It's a "Best of 2006" photo, so I was a little worried I'd posted it before. I did a quick check and didn't find it, but really, this is the sort of photo that deserves a second look, no?)

gnasche said...

*sigh* "I hate laundry day"

Scypha said...

"Sigh... that is the LAST time I bet against the Cheifs!"

Fred said...

Not a lot of turn out for the Fallujah Gay Pride parade this year...

keogh said...

Johnny Storm, now well into his 50s, was never afraid to let people know his intense displeasure about the little things in life, like finding curbside parking and laundry day.

keogh said...

Mind-melds are a scary thing. Great minds think alike, and so do gnasche and I. gnasche and I, who are also two separate people.

Rey Fox said...

Milton's arson fetish, touched off by the Initech incident, would eventually reach strange heights of not only danger, but kinkiness.

Lanz said...

Man, these Japanese game shows just keep gettin' stranger.

. . . I gotta move there . . .

Eric B. said...

.oO(Man, I hope the penguin's alright!)

Annakie said...

In Baghdad, there is no "don't ask, don't tell." There is only trying to keep possible suicide bombers as far from you as possible.

Nyssa23 said...

The helmet, I get.
The thong, I get.
Even the clogs, I get.
The baseball bat up the ass, not so much.