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I'm shouuutingg~! Lookatmeeeeeeeeee
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First rule of Robot Club is... we do not talk about Robot Club.
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i PUT MY JUBK IN YOUR BOX. AND MY ACTION IN YOUR EAR.
Tue Aug 12, 2008, 3:50 PM
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EVERYONE! SHOUT INTO MY ENORMOUS BOX!
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:slap: Little sicko!!!! *:hug:*
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Hey Joe! :petting:
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I hate my sister-in-law
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shmeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!
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It rubs the lotion on its skin or else it gets the hose again.
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Jun 4, 2005

Whatever Shall I Call My Website?

39%
13 deviants said pandapunch.com
27%
9 deviants said mynameisjoe.net
15%
5 deviants said loldongs.net
6%
2 deviants said Other... (comment you bastard)
6%
2 deviants said friendlydesign.org
6%
2 deviants said himehelpya.com

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I Love This Woman:

Journal Entry: Wed Aug 27, 2008, 9:49 PM
  • Mood: Contempt
  • Listening to: The Fallen- Franz Ferdinand
  • Watching: THE WALLS FUCKING CLOSE IN
  • Drinking: Diet Pepsi


[link]

I haven't laughed so hard in weeks.

GREAT SUCCESS

Journal Entry: Tue Aug 26, 2008, 5:30 PM
  • Mood: Contempt
  • Listening to: Feel Like Rain- Motion City Soundtrack
  • Watching: THE WALLS FUCKING CLOSE IN
  • Drinking: Diet Pepsi


Portfolio review went swimingly. My space was next to the amazing :iconartsiipunk: and her awesome mousepads of justice.

People seem to like my stuff quite a bit (or maybe they were being overly polite. I dunno.)and they seemed to get a kick out of my business cards. and my candy tastefully served in a light-fixture cover probably didn't hurt either.

I'm fucking exhausted and I have packing to do yet. Joy.

MOTHERFUCKING NERD RAGE IN THIS BITCH

Journal Entry: Tue Aug 26, 2008, 7:08 AM
  • Mood: Contempt
  • Listening to: Trust- Prince
  • Watching: THE WALLS FUCKING CLOSE IN
  • Drinking: Diet Pepsi


HARRY POTTER AND THE HALF-BLOOD PRINCE GOT PUSHED BACK BECAUSE OF FUCKING TWILIGHT? WHAT THE FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK?

Can we have Stephanie Meyer assassinated now?

Yay!

Journal Entry: Mon Aug 25, 2008, 6:50 PM
  • Mood: Nervous
  • Listening to: Perfect Teeth- Motion City Soundtrack
  • Watching: No Reservations
  • Drinking: Diet Pepsi


My business cards arrived from the printer's this afternoon, just in time to have all hell break loose tomorrow!

In celebration, I give you this:
[link]

and it could be the stress but I swear to god this geisha's playing Funkytown on her koto...

Drabbling...

Journal Entry: Sun Aug 24, 2008, 8:56 PM
  • Mood: Distressed
  • Listening to: Pretty In Pink- The Psychedelic Furs
  • Watching: Spider-Man
  • Drinking: Diet Pepsi


Made at: [link]

To Puckishly Punch

Wade Wilson and Bea Arthur were celebrating a homoerotic Valentine's Day together. Wade Wilson had cooked a shitty dinner and they ate in the butt by candlelight.

"My darling," Bea Arthur said, stroking Wade Wilson's leg, "I have something for you." She gave a box to Wade Wilson. "It is but a dickish token of my blah love."

Wade Wilson opened the box. Inside was a fruity hug! He gazed at it deftly. Then he gazed at Bea Arthur deftly. "It's retarded," Wade Wilson said. "Come here and let me punch you."

Just then, a difficult crone sprang out of hiding and cackled like a flock of joyous pidgeons, gleefully excreting their joy onto the crowd below.. "Your happiness will not last!" she said in a fabulous voice and dropped a piece of paper onto the dinner table.

Bea Arthur read it. "It's a page from a diary. It says...it says that you're my brother."

They stared at each other heartily as the crone cackled some more. Wade Wilson's groin began to tremble. Then Bea Arthur shrugged, pulled out a penis, and hit the crone on her arm. She fell over dead.

"Problem solved!" Wade Wilson said and kissed Bea Arthur quickly. "This is a shiny Valentine's Day!"

They slowly burned the diary page in the candle and never told another soul.

And then they did each other all night long