the Dalaverse

Dear Percy Shelley,

Shut up. Shut up shut up shut up shut up shut up shut up.

Shut.

Up.

SHUT UP.


Love, Dala



Dear William Godwin,

Why didn't you drown your son-in-law, fucker?


Love, Dala



Dear Mary Shelley,

I would really like to see what your writing takes out of your father's, seeing as you are his blood child and not some deranged fanboy, but unfortunately we are stuck on pages and pages of poetry.


Love, Dala



Dear God,

Please take away some of Mr. Shelley's words. He has far too many at his disposal and he seems inclined to use them all in ways that make me want to beat the crap out of something. Thank you.


Love, Dala



Dear Dala of Last Semester,

Why the fucking fuck did you sign up for this class, bitch? You are dumb.


Love, Dala

MARTY IS ON "SCRUBS"! MARTIN KLEBBA JUST APPEARED ON MY TV!

Jeez. What more can Zach Braff do to make me love him?

As others have already noted, thirty-two years ago today, the quality arrived. In honor of this most holy of days, I bring you picspam. I tried to find stuff I'd never seen or hadn't seen in awhile, and lo, Google is my friend.


( happy biiiirthday, mr. daaaavenporrrrt..... )

::toasts::