FOLIO OLIO: LEGS AND SHIT....

QUESTION: Are her feet on the wrong foot?

When I decided to use the above illusion, I rounded up some other body part images.

In Amsterdam, prostitutes stand in windows like this....I've seen it. But most of the women have day jobs and only turn tricks every once in a while to bring in some extra cash.

The ones I hired were a school teacher, a secretary, a tollbooth operator, a waitress, a bartender, a maid, a deli worker, an exterminator, a shoe saleswoman, a city councilwoman, a mechanic, and a bartender...there were two bartenders, but not at the same time....and a couple of hundred more I've forgotten.

A boner is a compliment to women's beauty.

I suffer from TB...Terminal Bewilderment.

What a great costume...

The shinbone is a device for finding furniture in a dark room.

Here's why the first photo looked so weird.

I have never understood suicide. I assume that I don't have a mental illness, but sans your brain being under or over chemicalized, why would someone give up without trying every option.
"I can't deal with this anymore" says the suicide note.
Then why not "deal" with something else.
I know it sounds naive, but I just don't get it.

Speaking of feet....this is fucking amazing...

Let's do backs...there is so much wrong with this first photo that I don't even know where to start....

Well, it looks like somebody grabbed the wrong girl's ass...

Forever alone.....

I found this image on a site and it invited me to caption this.....doesn't need a caption...just let it run on it's own...

See anything.....odd about this photo?

Either "Money Talks" or "Talk is Cheap"...you can't have it both ways.

I guess that's one way to keep from paying at the gate...

My wife found this picture of her in the fifth grade.
She said she was so stoned she didn't know what day of the week it was or the number of siblings she had...or if her parents were living....but she knew exactly how to make a great brownie....

Tongue or no tongue...you decide....

These are real, modern gypsies. I did a bunch of research on gypsies for a book I wrote. It amazed me that you aren't necessarily "born" a gypsy and people come and go all the time and can be of any nationality or race.

Another photo of my wife....during her "Show the World Your Buttocks" period...and....well, it's continues to this day.

My wife thought that this was......okay, pick an emotion....any emotions....I'll give you a moment....

Sad...yes, my wife thought this was sad.

I'm usually pretty cool about my distain for such things as the ability to telepathically communicate with invisible people in the sky (religion), but tonight I was sitting at a bar and somebody told this story.
His meter-reader rang his door bell and asked him to put his dog inside the house because...."It had devil eyes".
As soon as everyone started laughing, I said, "How the fuck would he know? Where the fuck has that motherfucker been hanging out?"
Not one person at the bar even understood what I was saying.

Speaking of aliens...AND juxtaposition....and breathy people in black, and the richest woman in England...and...and.....drapes.

?????????....Anyone....please......anyone........??????

(please tell me that's from a movie or some such shit)

"I'm sorry" is a statement.
"I won't do it again" is a promise.
"How do I make it up to you?" is a responsibility.
(Dear young people, the above three lines is the very best advice you will ever get.....trust me. I wouldn't lie to you.)
(Of course, the alternative is, Fuck you I don't give a fuck)

This is another example of a photo I get without explanation. Anybody got anything....I like it very much.

At the beginning of the year, my school district used to make us attend a "Welcome" meeting, which required EVERY employee to attend....even janitors and shit. I asked why we wasted a whole day with such bullshit and was told that I was the only one who didn't like it. I then asked, if it was so wonderful, why not make it voluntary, then we all would know just how popular it was.
I wonder if this approach would work for taxes?

Let's do necks....