Do you know that Pink Terrorists are sundering various Vancouver statues, swathing them in hot pink fabric, cocoons of beauty, warming their cool stone features with the prettiest terror we've ever seen.
Who are they? And what's their mission?
Check these radical byatches out for yourself here: Pink Terrorists
We ghetto bitches support this kind of terror. We like their style, and their mandate: “If we can’t take over the world, we can at least make it a lot more pink.”
(Before the sun rose, I was sent on a rivulet mission that delighted my divaness. I was a documentor, of sorts, sitting at Starfuckers, chai in hand. It was a wonderful cover for such nefarious activity. Who would guess that a Starfuckers client was up to good in a no good way?)
3 comments:
well its about goddamned time! and you didnt come over yesterday. nasty. and now i'm in phase 6 of my illness. that means practically death. i hope you're happy!
Sorry lady. I was in a foul foul mood -- no good. Didn't want to infect you. serious. If my foul mood was a bird, I'd be the biggest fattest turkey you've ever seen. I need advice. Muchos Lovos
well, ok then. but there is room for but one flake in this relationship. i have hacked out nearly half a lung. and so i will take the penicillin and make my mother happy. i hate making mother happy. you call me for advice. i swear this time i will answer. or that if i see the call display i will answer. if i dont answer, it means im dead.
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