Forget those other defaults.... replace something REALLY important! :P
Default Relacement Vomit, people...
As demonstrated by an alternative universe Ophelia, living in Chronic Town (yeah, that would be home of my elusive Stipe legacy):
EWWWW!
Now that's what I call vomit, not that wussy blue stuff. What is this, a commercial for Maxi pads? I think not...
Looks like Ophelia's preggers again. Surprise, surprise!
It's just a babby factory around here, I tell ya.
And look - it's the new Holy Simoly nursery stuff. (Thanks so much, simgaroop !)
But where's the daddy? WHO is the daddy?
(As if the kid in the crib isn't a clue. *snort* Yeah, I'm predictable.)
He's heading off to work as an awesome backup dancer after another job well done.
As demonstrated by an alternative universe Ophelia, living in Chronic Town (yeah, that would be home of my elusive Stipe legacy):
EWWWW!
Now that's what I call vomit, not that wussy blue stuff. What is this, a commercial for Maxi pads? I think not...
Looks like Ophelia's preggers again. Surprise, surprise!
It's just a babby factory around here, I tell ya.
And look - it's the new Holy Simoly nursery stuff. (Thanks so much, simgaroop !)
But where's the daddy? WHO is the daddy?
(As if the kid in the crib isn't a clue. *snort* Yeah, I'm predictable.)
He's heading off to work as an awesome backup dancer after another job well done.