I'm, Like, Wicked Mature. Part 2
I parked for literally 67 seconds in Boston today and when I got back to my car, there was a meter maid.
I said “Oh my God. Wait. I’m RIGHT HERE.”
She looked at me and said (in a whiskey-soaked voice that spoke of years of cigarette usage) “You’re TOO LATE.”
To which I replied “You suck.”
She shot back “You parked illegally.”
I said “You still suck.”
Then I drove slowly by her and mouthed “You suck.” Because I am awesomely mature.
“Because I am awesomely mature.”= hilarious
small vent: my crap never makes it to tumblr’s radar. I had one post the other day break 500 notes and I know it won’t make it. this one (click thru to see the post) has 5,359 notes and didn’t make it. this is by no means the end all but it is a bit irritating.
rant over thanks for your time.
All hail another amazing mosaic by artist Jason Mecier, who gathered up armfuls of trash and created Lady Gaga’s likeness — right down the hair bow made of hair — out of a dismembered Kermit doll, Hello Kitty scraps, poker chips (get it?!), broken sunglasses, playing cards, spare pens and pencils, straws, and lots of other crap that may be taking up space in the bottom of your purse.
The result is a visual wonder (and a tribute to recycling!) that pays tribute to Lady Gaga and makes a valid argument for hoarding. - by Tamar Anitai - mtv
