stereolab rocks... so do tits.
I'm stealing the first pic.
Nice image set you found!
Hopefully when they rebuild New Orleans enough to hold a proper Mardi Gras there, I'll be able to take my mother with me and we can find innovative and hilarious ways to display our breasts in family-friendly ways to strangers. If we're lucky, we'll get some internet notoriety. I'll bet Dad is proud.
Which reminds me, I actually do have some pretty hilarious photos of my parents in New Orleans.
I love fun photos.
Last I remember of New Orleans, from images . . . . . . the "COPS" show . . . they ran a series of NO editions collected around Mardi Gras . . . at least one or two ladies were arrested for showing their assets.
I think the rule that was communicated . . . 'indecency' was not permitted. Boobs were given a warning, maybe? The under-carriage was an immediate haul-off to the local slammer.
You're very right about the dad. He should be happy with his family!
Yes, despite the prevalence of naked boobs during Mardi Gras, it is actually illegal to show them in public.
Whereas, in New York City, it is completely legal, but we never see them. Though of course, in February, it's usually ill-advised to expose any part of the body to the cold air, let alone the important parts like nipples.
I didn't know that about NYC!
Absolutely! Frozen assets are not very useful, especially to the holder.
Where on earth do you find these things?
I generally use Google.
When I'm around a computer, sometimes I'll become idle. When idle, I go wandering. Suddenly, I find myself typing in random words into the image search. Often, it's a word that comes to mind from what I've noticed somewhere on LJ, be it what someone said, a word itself, or a mood . . . it's usually from something, with regard to what I witness.
For instance, the Disneytits were found by the following process. Something compelled me to search under the key word 'bitch.' Upon finding images of dogs, snarky ladies, and other assorted stuffs from the Google fish-net-haul, I stumbled upon an image of a lady with a wry smirk. On her t-shirt, something was written.
I wanted to look further to find what it was that was written. So, I clicked on the image.
Her t-shirt displayed, "I'm not a bitch . . . I'm THE bitch."
Mildly amused, I checked out the page that associated with the hosted image. Upon which, I discovered a cornucopia of collected images from the man with short arms who lovingly put together his website, as linked in the first image.
Often, when I'm looking for something, I find something else, and that strikes my interest. In this case, what started out looking for dogs turned into a chuckle or six . . . and the virus of amusement spreads.
What I end up sharing with people follows a certain process. Often, I forget just how I e-ended up places.
I had to laugh ... that's how it goes. "I'll be on for just a little bit" turns into "I'll be off in just a little bit", usually after at LEAST a couple of hours.
Yeah ... sometimes a trail of tears will follow, from laughing so hard.
I love unexpected finds.
Thanks for the add too, btw.
Just playing catch up on your journal now ... I like your Thanksgiving Day post - sorry 2004 was so lonely for you. In contrast, 2005 was all the more sweeter.
Yes, it was a ton better . . .
By the way, your journal front looks wonderful!