This is just bumf, but so is all the stuff I find in my belly button. Oh, no, wait, that's fluff.
Anyway, Birthdays come and go, but this year I wanted to make it a special day, so I bought some cord. I always party this hard. And what do you do with cord? You make monkey's fists, naturally.
Doesn't everyone. I'm so into knots, but I try to avoid negativity. Although so saying, with the addition of a lead weight (as in the one above), this makes a passable wife-beater. Or so I've been told (not by my wife).
The boxes come from here and here. Do them and your life will remain unchanged as a result (apart from the time you lost making them):
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