Photo courtesy of Andrew Woolner.
Flower store found in Tokyo.
Sent by Farther!
Mothar is a b*tch
She’s the bamb
Well. Hibiscus are edible
They’re confusing Mothers’ Day with Pirates’ Day.
Mothar pig farthar pig
It’s Godzilla vs Mothra time!
If the cat face is a likeness of the offspring I guess we can excuse the spelling.
Our Fathar, Who art in heavan. Halloween be Thy Name …
Tis young Japanese bloke, Lurved his mothaaarrr!
Your mothar was a hamstar and your fathar smalt of aldarbarrias!
Arr, I got ye a new eye patch motharrr.
If you go to a traditional Sashimi dinner, aven after a load of Saki, it is considered bad form to start nibbling the platter it is served on.
I tried living with flowers but I had to leave on account of stalkers.
The mothar was once a caterpillar.
She must be a good Catholic.
She keeps yelling for Father Up.
“Daddy. Do people go to Heaven feet first?”
‘No son. Why?”
“Well, today mummy was lying on the floor, with both legs in the air screaming, “GOD!!! I’m COMING!!!!” and she was lifting 2 feet up in the air. I reckon if the milkman hadn’t been in there holding her down, she’d have gone.”
Here’s to stealing drinking and cheating.
If you must steal: Steal a heart.
If you must drink: Drink with me.
If you must cheat: Cheat Death.
A toast to you all. ♥
Is this Angrish Life Style?
Frenk Zeppe End Tha Mothars.
Next time I’ll try the Yo Mama Flower Market.
Don’t forget the unmerried mothars.
Even Mothra had a mothar.
They used to sell clothes, but the mothars kept eating them.
Tell your Mothar that you larva.
Start your mothars!
Did they mean “mortar” . . . or “brothel” ?