October 2010

Saturday, October 30, 2010

Sample Letter To Disconnect Internet Service

Day's Office.

So as they say that "everyone has a child inside" (and I do not mean accidental pregnancies or the well-known embrace of tamale), also everyone has a Mocosinh inside that character Raw, dark, makes you laugh at a time (which I do not mean tamale hug!).

Turning around the net I found the following photos that Dinora Vega (very fucking graphic designer friend at work) took in his office ... so I want a job!

I asked permission to post them here. This is the result of leisure, the chatter clerical and muse ... a moment, the mouse seems to be .... damn! but they are my cousins! you bastards!

"Trapped in the CPU of my Mac" by Daniel

"Trapped in the scanner" by Daniel

"Deuteronomy jealous for the arrival of a new member"

"Deuteronomy hijacked" by Leo

"Kukuxklan 2" by Vicky

"Salvat tuuuuu!" By Nathan and Karina

Thursday, October 21, 2010

Couple Has Same Birthday

The Birth of Tragedy. Continuing

Dudar is not wise. Doing something at the moment with the resources you have in your hands is all that matters.

Oatmeal Hurts My Stomach

Your Shit.

No movement, no life. Years ago that was lying on the bed complained that "nothing happened", was at that moment I decided to give up the complaint. The opportunities appear only after taking certain decisions. Appear from the decisions that we decided to move (you lose time waiting for your rescue.)

Life means movement, it's your "crap continues." By shit I mean, not what fecal nor ugly (as the actions of our president), but pleasurable, what comes out of us, aquellosideales to materialize with effort, that eternal reason, which evolves over the years and us up to day day (as a good morning).

In tribute to the "continuous hell" that circulates through our body, we made the animated image above, a flyer and the next wallpaper representing the movement of thought to action. Our character comes tattooed ass banged logo label "Wish You Were Vinyl" and the comic character "El Conejo Mocosinh."

pursues the eternal "this is da shit dude!".

Friday, October 15, 2010

Fritchy Milena Velba Pregnant

That I'm not dead!

I still live near the sea,
hurricane coming this evening, my hole
not scare me, because
I concentrated on things to come.

recently went to the city, home to the movies
I went to take refuge in a musical
abysmal mamadez
with Animal Collective backgammon site.

Upon arriving home after a long "no feeding"
decided that my boogers are good to show
so maybe in time you can teach that in film
my shit I can also shit.

(.. so it is! Are new articles on the blog!)

... In short, I mean by this that does not suck I did, but would be in rehab, but happy:

mop + gallons of tar + chocolates + potatoes + drugged + boys playing girls willing to fill a hermit flour + shaved + 4 video editing pachequisima years with thousands of colors Rod Zombie school + music + Animal Collective + image with interference that interrupt sounds to scare any warning to epileptics + + a load of vomit = ODDSAC

And remember after going the bathroom ...