Friday, March 15, 2013

The Many Moods of Normadesmond

Norma's looking a bit crotchety...


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What exactly do you suppose is going on?

18 comments:

  1. I don't know, but I'm afraid to think about how that carpet stain got there.

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  2. our infamous slumber party.

    mj's still passed out, sawing wood,
    farting like she's the hooterville train
    and i have to strip the bed of the
    soaked sheets!

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  3. It must be bad, Thing is trying to escape!

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  4. Looks as she's lost her faith in love...
    Either that or her ben-wah balls fell out while she was out shopping & she's trying to retrace her steps.

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  5. I think she's pissed that her john didn't leave enough money on the dresser.

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  6. *slips on floor while exiting*

    I found Norma's ben-wah balls!

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    1. Are they ben-wah balls, OR ben-wah dancing eggs?

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  7. That "third" hand simply freaks me out. Whose is it? Something bad's about to happen I can feel it.

    RUN NORMA, RUN!!!!

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    1. You're the only one who noticed the freaky third hand, Huggy Jon.

      RUN NORMA, RUN!!!

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    2. See my ignored comment above.

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    3. Seriously, I do not get it with that hand. To the right seemingly stands a person in a kind a gown - I'd say from the Falten of the fabric that this person is facin Norma. But the hand is pointing towards the viewer, backwards. And it is strangely bent, better: the lower forearm (Unterarm) is too short, the elbow too close ... you are sure that it is not from one of those "evidence"-videos? As LX saied - the Thing is already here - or something of this kind? It's a bit ... strange.

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    4. LX: Oops.

      *back-pedals quickly but slips once again on Norma's ben-wah balls*

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  8. I had that look this morning when I received my council tax bill. I could have wept.

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  9. it's a crime scene. there are mannequins all over the room,
    mouths agape. the pissy sheets reek.

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