It struck me last night that I have not checked my mail for a good two weeks now–since I get all of my bills online and I’ve been terrible about returning my netflix movies lately, it’s just slipped my mind, I guess.
I got a postcard from Black Rock City, guys!
Receiving a curly mustachioed man in the mail is pretty much the next best thing to being there myself, shooting flamethrowers.
That clip is hilarious. I’m glad the postcard made it to you safe and sound! As soon as I saw the picture I knew it had to be made into your postcard. That guy is epically awesome, even without witty captioning or other “artistic” alterations.
I don’t think it NEEDS witty captioning. 🙂 Thank you!
I still think you should’ve let me caption it “Bitch Please”
That’s not a ‘bitch please’ picture, look at how happy he is!
My point exactly! That man is amazingly happy. It makes me happy just to look at him being happy. That is how happy he is.
He definitely would have been invited to your birthday party year before last.
I’m pretty sure I would have changed it from MY birthday party to one in his honor.