I'd like to see someone where one of these into a biker bar, in a small town in Georgia, after midnight. Now that would be fun. Or, as they say in some parts, a "hootenanny"!
(Need you ask? via Warren Ellis)
The personal blog of author Kelly Sedinger, chronicling the adventures of one overalls-clad wanderer.
Tuesday, March 23, 2004
Oh, come ON!
It used to be that you never knew when you'd want glowing, flashing, technocolor teeth while out for a night of club-hopping, dancing, and frolicking about. Well, once again, thanks to technology you'll never have to pine for a glowing oral cavity again! Behold the Oral Disco!
I'd like to see someone where one of these into a biker bar, in a small town in Georgia, after midnight. Now that would be fun. Or, as they say in some parts, a "hootenanny"!
(Need you ask? via Warren Ellis)
I'd like to see someone where one of these into a biker bar, in a small town in Georgia, after midnight. Now that would be fun. Or, as they say in some parts, a "hootenanny"!
(Need you ask? via Warren Ellis)
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