Way Back Wednesday...On Thursday.

Really? Why would Innocent M dredge up such things? I guess I deserve it.

Behold, yours truly circa 199...uh 2 maybe.

The first question which pops into your mind may be "why is this young girl shoving her crotch in my face?", or perhaps you're wondering how you, too, can get all those fashionable necklaces.

If I remember correctly I had put on all of Innocent M's necklaces I could find, and one I apparently deemed a headband, as well as her leg warmers, hat, bracelet, and yes- that is her trophy as well. I do not, however, know what the F this pose is about. I think the photo may have been snapped mid-kick.

Innocent M would like to note that she thinks my hair is crimped in this photo- and there is also a Caboodle in the background. I would like to note how big my tits look for being so young. Oh- and how hideous my shorts are.

Way Back...

Another Hump Day Way Back Wednesday.

Although things have been super busy for me (Today was a 12 hour work day), I find myself in a surprisingly good mood as of late. I also managed to drudge up a few pictures that go to my first WBW post. Check that here.

While I was looking for those gems, I came across this:
Can anybody seriously tell me that you would expect your small child to like this?? Have fun and smile with THIS hugging you? Come on now... If you could only see the look on my face. (Um, and is it me, or is he pawing my bosom? )


Just curious for all you parents, does Chucky Cheese still look like this? I assume in the last 25+ years he's bound to have had a makeover (or three). I remember Chucky Cheese having a dark theatre like setting, with huge mechanical heads coming up with spot lights on them singing loud songs, and holes cut in the wall like you were in a maze of Swiss Cheese...

No wonder my brother used to pull the heads off my barbies.

Way Back Wendnesday

Welcome to the first edition of Way Back Wednesday. Happy Hump Day y'all.

For the first WBW I should introduce you to Innocent M. More likely than not you'll hear a lot about her on WBWs- she's been my constant partner in crime throughout life, not only because she's one of my best friends, but also because we're related and had no choice.

Firstly, I'd like to give you an idea of how cute and innocent Innocent M and I were when we were Wee Tots:

I didn't block the faces of this picture because a) how f-ing cute are our faces and how could I dare not show you, and b) it's not like I'm pimping out some body's baby on the Internet.

You may notice that Innocent M is chillin' rather care-free while I push her around. Don't let that fool you. As I was busy master-minding stupid shit while we were growing up, she fully participated in each and every thing- at least that's the way I remember it, and honestly, isn't that the only thing that matters?

Innocent M is not innocent. But don't tell her I told you.

When we were about 14 (we're less than a month apart), we found my mom's camera. This was before the digital era, and there was only a picture or two taken on the roll of film. Bored, we decided to have a photo shoot. We put on make-up and did our hair (crazy bangs and all) and sat outside grandma's backyard posing each other all afternoon.

How pissed off was my mom after developing the film- a full roll of 32 pictures and all she gets are shots of either Innocent M or I holding on to the rope swing, glancing down at the daisy in our hand, perched on a wooden fence...you get the gist.

I can't wait to scan the pictures and post a few, because you bet your sweet ass I still have some.

UPDATE: After a bit of a wait, here you go:

Innocent M

Moi

*When a Wednesday comes when I've been drinking for some reason, I'll post a WBW involving faux camping, boys, and being detained by the police.