We're not gonna continue this conversation until you put some makeup on so I don't think I'm talking to Howard Stern.
Today you look like a storyteller and I can't stand it.
If you promise me you will take the photo with the scraps of my body, then I promise you my ghost will not haunt you from the afterlife.
Every second you spend smiling like that, the value of this house is depreciating.
Cool, Ira, I hear what you're saying, but try not to talk, you sound like a lizard.
You're Greek and I want you out of here.
If you mention my coupon stockade again in broad daylight, I'mma roast you like a pepper. I mean that. I mean every word of that.
So you're telling me that you leave your shoes, your muddy shoes on in this house and you leave the Swiffer wet cloths open? So what you're telling me when you're doing this is: why don't we just have a pig in the house?
You've got a face of a Peeping Tom! You've got no lips. You have skin that turns into a mouth. You've got curious nose.
One day I saw a racoon so big, it looked like it had opinions.
It's time for me to assassinate Bonnie with my legs.
In birthing classes they don't tell you that one day your progeny may develop sexual feelings for a lizard.
I’m watching David Fincher’s Zodiac while I’m posting this. I think this may have been a bit of a bad idea. But aside from that…
ABC’s of Beth was actually a crazy episode. The whole Tommy storyline was a bit awkward (OK I’m kidding it was creepy on a billion levels) but I love how Beth and Rick’s relationship was revealed and it really changed my perspective on Beth and Rick’s treatment to Beth. I guess it was like having a mini-Rick in the house?
He has been my favorite actor since i was a child and stars in most of my favorite films, he’s incredibly talented and incredibly committed and passionate about his career. He’s also incredibly attractive, which is definitely a bonus;).
i know this is different to what i usually post but im stuck on ideas and my obsession with Jake has peaked so hope you like it. Much love xox
The bull arena is circular like the zodiac, with the crowd watching in. The crowd is the other 11 signs of the zodiac, watching in in awe. They are ready to see a battle between pure, animalistic carnal desire and beautiful, cultivated intuition. By nature, the bull is stimulated by its senses. The red cape is the trigger, much like the sensory infatuation of Taurus, their natural erotic response to animalistic desires, their body craving nourishment through consumption. Taurus is also traditional sign of material abundance. Bullfighting was once a recreation reserved for the rich.
The zodiac is watching a great battle in Taurus in the arena. They are watching the intensive inner work Taurus must undertake for themselves, and by themselves. Taurus must abolish their fleeting earthly vices and satisfactions, the demands of the animal for something that cannot be touched. The audience watches the Taurus gracefully, convincingly, and masterfully subduing this animalistic appetite, the one we are all forced to confront and imitate Taurus as guidance. But this is not a combat battle. It’s not about Taurus obliterating or destroying part of their inherent essence. This sort of destructive tendency is a part of the animal itself. So the line is ultra fine. This isn’t a fight for Taurus. It involves gracious restrain, sublimation, and the transformation of energies. This energy is all seeing, all knowing, and all feeling, the ancient’s remarked this as a tool of ascension. There is a good reason why the Atlantean’s worshipped the Bull, they were very aware of its spiritual reverence. The art of the Taurus life is to facilitate the opening of the ‘eye’, the Buddha’s 3rd eye, transfiguring material desire and energy into awareness. I wonder if this is why they call it ‘bull’s eye’