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District of Chit: part eleven/twelve & the aftermath

So this concludes our little experiment here on errordactyl (sorry Maipeisu).  I had to rap the photo shoot up in time to go meet a friend and get to the video store before it closed.  Plus, I’m not really sure I could drink a whole lot more than 12 shots in an hour-and-a-half anyway.  Also, I decided that I wasn’t getting drunk enough fast enough, so I doubled up on the shots for the last outfit here.  Talk about the straw that broke the camel’s back.  Ooph.  I forgot these things take a little time to set in, at least my Hollywood Video experience was fun though.

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District of Chit: part one

Alright, so I stumbled across a “fashion” blog a little while ago called the District of Chic.  Now aside from being a blog about style in a city that has none, it’s more specifically a blog about the style of a girl that has none.  I believe she calls herself “E”, maybe shes afraid someone will try to track her down and beat some (fashion) sense into her.



Anyway, I decided that the only way to deal with this is to do a little fashion blogging of my own, only mine will have a little errordactyl spin on it.  The basic premise is this:


and there is only one way to find out.  So the other night I lined up the whisky shots and got to work, with the help of my friend and her digital camera.  Here’s how it went down:

1) pick out an outfit

2) put it on

3) take a shot

4) take some pictures

5) repeat over and over again

All of the clothes in these pictures came from my own wardrobe, and I even threw some cheap crap in there just for you miss “E”.  Each outfit was conceived of just before I put it on.  Over the next few days I will post the chronological progression of the evening.

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you were some guy’s summer jam but now you just cry and cut yourself while he high-fives his friends about it

I can’t even write about this.  It’s just so FUCKING INFURIATING!!!!!!!  Fuck people, fuck youtube, fuck summer, fuck women, fuck teenagers, fuck theme parks, and FUCK CRAIG DAVID.  AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!


I just can’t take it anymore.  I can’t do it.  Look at them:

Four-and-a-half stars? REALLY? How the hell does that happen?  Why the fuck would you even put that on youtube anyway?  Who gives a shit?!?!?!  What the fuck is your problem???  And what the hell is up with these guys?  just licking it all up, as always:

Congratulations move2boy and finkofaname, the internet just blew a load on your faces.  Hows it feel?  You’re alright though youssefettouhami.

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get rich quick

I have the zillion dollar idea, ready?

I’m going to invent the dog that never shits.  Everyone will buy it.  It will be 100% energy efficient, converting all of its food into pure energy.  And it will have one of these things where its asshole would be:


Don’t take my idea, I know you want to.

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if you see a toy poodle today…


those animals are so pointless


male finigan toy poodle https://errordactyl.wordpress.com


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mourning coffee

I’m on a quest to figure out why Dunkin’ Donuts iced coffee destroys my digestive system.  I don’t know about anyone else, but coffee in general tends to send me to the bathroom sooner rather than later.  Not a big deal, if anything an emptying of the bowels first thing in the morning is a good thing, but the Dunkin’ Donuts iced coffee is a whole different story.  I mean, I’m in the bathroom before I’ve finished the cup EVERY TIME.  So in my attempts to look for a warning label, I found something very interesting:

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