SO BLOODY RESTLESS.
I feel like beating the crap out of a golf ball right now, that's how bad things are. Beating the shit out of a golf ball with a driver... that image just keeps popping up in my head.
Maybe I should go get myself a punching bag. I used to have one, when Esso had some promotion a long long time ago. It was in the shape of the tiger mascot (Eddie the Tiger???) and it had a compartment at the bottom which you filled with water so that when you punched it, it could stabilise itself. So fun!
Sigh. And then there's this, which was funny-sad at the same time.
Esso... hmm... didn't they use to give out those tiger tails? I loved those things!
Posted by: squeaky at June 15, 2007 06:28 PMYep, they did. I have a few of them hanging from my window!
Posted by: May at June 18, 2007 07:22 PM