Hippie Personals, submitted by Crab Lips The Musical. Sometimes I sit around and think to myself "man, this apartment needs to smell more like patchouli and unwashed pubic hair." Usually the next step after thinking that is calling the suicide hotline, but then I realized I just needed some more hippies in my life. Thanks to Hippie Personals I must go hippieless no more!
Gravitate to Theosophy, Buddhism, Taoism, paganism, Gnosticism. Native American spirituality. Teach classes in aura reading, and pranic healing. I do yoga and walk for exercise and enjoyment.
Hair and makeup by meth!
I love the mountains, rain and waterfalls. I am described as a "rare bird" & am not a taker.
A giant retard hat AND a fucking Phish t-shirt?! The people must be going to the hippie version of those "take your photo as a cowboy" booths at fairs.
Are you concerned that you may be a character trapped in a Tom Waits song? Be smart and learn the warning signs before it's too late. Also, it's too late. It has always been too late.
I'm haunted by a recurring vision of a skeleton flipping me off. To avoid seeing this terrifying image in bumper sticker form, I pay someone with a blank bumper to drive in front of me at all times.
Awful Links of the Day spotlights the worst and weirdest websites on the internet. And we're not talking "weird" in a good way either.