sometimes it's hard to be a lady

bitey

Ninja Lurtles

Minja Lurtles on the loose Friday night. They fought crime from Fillmo to San Jo while the ladies shrieked "TORTUGA". Leonardo led the attack and drank a lot of beer. Michaelangelo beat up a girl and ripped out a stove. Donatello tried to by drugs from a stranger named Grimm. Raphael wandered off and got some good photos for the future blog

Fierce pumpkins

The fiecest pumpkins in the world 2004-2005

Man or woman?

Found on Mollie's camera. Bonus question: who?

Ya Ya Sisterhood

The evidence speaks for itself.

Mix deez nuts together

you know what sucks?

the apple store. i have been here for like 3 hours waiting in line for some little genius idiot to fix my ipod that i dropped for the millionth time. it no longer responds to my commands.

at least i can abuse their computers.

Crazy balls illusion

ok, no more political posting unless it has to do with legalization.

check out this illusion

Cheney resignation?

I will eat the pie AND drink the beer if Cheney resigns.
http://www.usnews.com/usnews/news/articles/051018/18whwatch.htm

Pie vs. Action

The contest begins: if i can finish the pecan pie single-handedly before the single one of 832 Capp can get some action, then I win another pie or cake made with the new mixer. If i lose...i have to eat another whole pie by myself, or a cake made with the mixer. No helping with the pie now, I have to eat it all by myself.

Want to win something worthless?

Already in the short two days we have had this blog, people have been hating on it. A man with whom my friendship goes back all the way to seventh grade recently told me that it wasn't really worth having a blog unless you actually write something. Apparently amazingly entertaining photos are not enough. Well, this one's for you Brett.

I just want to say that though there may be a lot of Stanford students on Capp Street, we are the only ones with a blog. And a deer's head. Which means we are the coolest. We also have trees in our house, but I heard that some other lame Stanford students up on Bartlett (a far inferior street if you ask me) also have trees in their house. But we had ours first, so there. We are still cooler.

But - despite our dripping with unbearable coolness, our dearest deer (sorry) still doesn't have a name. That is a sad, sad fact. So I'm introducing the first TMML contest: name our biggest dead animal. Whoever comes up with the funniest name for our buck will win the prize of getting named here, possibly with a funny picture of their face.

Now get to it!

man, how come no one ever posts anymore?

it's been like almost 24 hours since the last posting. maybe because luke sobered up. i'm gonna send the URL to grandma. here's a nice one.

big up to Carlos

for installing a new flapper

The Shortest Bus

You know those "special" classes where the kids have to wear helmets? Welcome to my world. And they call me retarded? In internet speak, WTF?

them mice didn't stuff themselves

all gentlemen in the house made themselves scarce:

The white one is dominating

Fierce Rats

Two blind mice,
See how they get pinned to cardboard

TREES

Who has a tree INSIDE their house? Us. Don't get all jelly now.

Sometimes there is only one pineapple but there are two hungry women. Then they have to fight.