Does he look like a woman or do I look like a man? The answer is Yes. Botox was inspired by his lips, am I right? We at Hobo-Bieber HQ hope you have a great weekend. Cheers. Bookmark on Delicious Digg this post Recommend on Facebook Share with Stumblers Tweet about it Tell a friend
I get it. You can’t let evil win by being fearful, you shouldn’t let a toddler win by giving in and something about wearing white after Labor Day. I know the rules. But the rules just make you feel weak for feeling. So fuck the rules. Let’s drink a box of wine (like, we each [...]
Remember when I did that photo shoot a few weeks ago to get a professional head shot? No? I didn’t tell you about that? Odd. Given that a homeless gentleman lacking clothing in the reproductive area photo bombed a set of the pics, I’m a little surprised it’s not documented here. Originally, I was concerned [...]
Layla has her quirks — eating undies, leaving the toilet seat up, and chasing anything on wheels (please keep that image in your periphery), but overall she’s the perfect sidekick, always up for anything. I brought her with me to work on the porch of Starbucks because it was 70-degrees. I snapped this photo of [...]
I’m Irish-Italian and this oxymoronic combination manifests itself through hair that is so unruly I stressed out the night before sleepovers as a tween. Wear a hat? Don’t sleep? Rush to shower? Tell friends I seizure at night? A head band? Shit F&ck where did I put my head band? Remember. This was pre-flat iron. [...]
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1. You don’t have to shave. Actually, married people don’t shave either, so I guess it’s a win-win for everyone. 2. You won’t get engaged. On Valentine’s. In a restaurant. 3. You won’t post pictures on Facebook of the roses your husband got you. 4. If you don’t have kids you don’t have to stay [...]
Did you think mommy was going to let you win, Nora? Listen. I used to walk to bars for several blocks in two feet of snow to play this game over a few glasses of whiskey at a seedy bar downtown Denver. Times are different. Now you can meet people online. Stalk them from the [...]
Does Jon Stewart dream about me? Do I need to laser my mustache? Did we really go to the moon? Is my blog a joke? Do I have man hands? Are people grossed out by the dog hair and miscellaneous crust covering this magic eight ball? Bookmark on Delicious Digg this post Recommend on Facebook [...]
I’m obviously talking about my uterus. A lot of people ask if I want more kids. Or if I’m sad that as a single mother I can’t right now. I guess technically I could have more kids –WHATUP OCTOMOM — but did you know once you have a kid your uterus becomes “floppy”? I learned [...]