Mouth Candy…

I made the mistake of finding some Candy Corn. And then eating it. The whole bucket of it. These are the last pieces of it before they were devoured—by me.

I did the arrangement myself…

And this is me at the tattoo shop later…

Too much sugar makes me look like this…

The husbear is having me grow my hair out. Everyone seems to like it when it’s all spiked up in one of those feaux-hawk things. But I managed to sneak out of the house this morning before he could put stuff in my hair. I don’t do “product” myself.

Nothing else to report.

Until next time...

11 thoughts on “Mouth Candy…

  1. Okay, that’s it. I’m visiting East Pig’s Knuckle Arkansas, or wherever the hell you live to get my next ink job from you. Why stare at an ugly tattoo artist’s face when I could be looking up at you! Mmmmmmmm…….non-hair-product hot guy…..aaaarrrrgggghhhlllll

  2. @sorted:
    (blush) … and Thank you!

    Actually, I’m in Northwest Pig’s Knuckle. Three hours from Toad Suck, and five hours from Possom Grape.

    I think I am getting the idea that there are a lot of ugly tattoo artists out there.

    Next time I’ve got product in the hair, I’ll post a picture…

    Hmm… maybe I should eat candy corn more often then? Maybe it works better than the Rohypnol does…

  3. Jeannie, the lady who did my tattoo, is a wonderful artist – but I think I woulda/coulda/shoulda waited for Erik to do the honors 🙂

    So glad I stumbled onto your blog.

    Hugs to you and your husbear.

  4. @Sideon:
    Well, thank you! I’d be honored any time.

    Wow… speaking of the mask on my mug–I have a Princess Monkey night mask somewhere.

    But every day is Halloween! 😉

    Thanks buddy!

Leave a Reply