A quick second after this picture was taken, the bearded lady in the back exploded in a cloud of dust. A mere peon is not capable of handling that much holiness at one time. The halos burn! Even God has to wear a special suit when he comes to visit for a game of Dance Dance Revolution.
In NYC this morning, St. Angie, Zahara and Shiloh bought some happy little shit at Lee’s Art Store. They must have eleventy punch cards from that place! They go like every damn second. I bet they just buy poster board and markers. That’s what they use to draw out their plans to end the misery and take over the world. You can tell by the look on Zahara’s face that she’s ready.
And when you have kids can you dress up them up in lil’ jolly peacoats like the one Shiloh is wearing? That’s really the only reason for me to have a kid. I want to dress it up in a peacoat, walk it around the block and then return it to the Blockbuster drop-box.
Wait and Shiloh actually walking!? Since when can she do that? She’s practically a mini-adult-person. By the way, she was robbed of an Oscar nomination for her role in THAT BENJAMIN BUTTON’S SHIT.