October 6, 2006
YE GODS!
Found this story over at The Bleat. Mr. Illustrated Man here teaches public speaking at the University of New Mexico. Strikes me as the shy, retiring type. I'm surprised he can even speak in public.
I can only feel for his kids. "What does your Daddy do?" "Pretends he's a fugging Maori, mostly."
I wonder if he has tetanus tenure?
I mean, I don't want a man to bore me...But this? The creep factor is way outta the ballpark and is also apparently permanent.
Part of me applauds a man that can say to the world, "this is me, and you can't change me." It's much more up front.
Ladies, just remember: whatever guy you're with, he is just as unchangeable at those tatts on his skin.
Posted by: Joan of Argghh! at October 6, 2006 6:45 PMIf that's not Photoshopped, I am seriously creeped out. Maori in-fucking-deed. Jeezus Creeping Shit. I mean, how do he shave?
Posted by: Elisson at October 6, 2006 11:55 PMYa know, we might have found that elusive photo of Bane...
........**runnin' for my fuckin life!**
At least he wend to someone who does gorgeous ink work. It may be odd, but it's also oddly beautiful.
Posted by: Omnibus Driver at October 9, 2006 5:19 PMProfessional clowns and all their "acts" don't even come close to the hilarity that single image invokes.
Posted by: Kalafan at October 13, 2006 6:51 AM