Farts & Kisses
...er en tumblr dedikert til ting som er pene, stygge, styggpene og lilla.
Sherlock Holmes and Dr Watson were going camping. They pitched their tent under the stars and went to sleep. Sometime in the middle of the night Holmes woke Watson up and said: “Watson, look up at the stars, and tell me what you see.” Watson replied: “I see millions and millions of stars.” Holmes said: “And what do you deduce from that?” Watson replied: “Well, if there are millions of stars, and if even a few of those have planets, it’s quite likely there are some planets like Earth out there. And if there are a few planets like Earth out there, there might also be life.” And Holmes said: “Watson, you idiot, it means that somebody stole our tent.”
Tick
Tick tock, tick tock, tick
Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock, tick
Boredom is a bitch
I decided to make a scrapbook of my wallet and pocket treasures. I have this habit of not throwing stuff away until my wallet won’t close or my mom yells at me. By then its usually really bad, so I can’t blame her. But I can’t exactly do as she commands either, so just put everything in a box and start over. Throughout the years I have extended my compulsions to whatever I can connect a certain memory to, and cinema tickets. Cinema tickets make me smile.
Model wearing a gown by Dior in a Paris courtyard, 1955. Photo by Mark Shaw.
