Mr. Hattaway, tell me


Mr. Hattaway, tell me

Monday | March 30th, 2009

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March 30th, 2009 at 8:34 pm

And to stumble on the finishline, but hey :)

March 30th, 2009 at 9:33 pm

yeah, thats how man show their love xD

March 30th, 2009 at 9:36 pm

what happened to the text, its fugly as hell… and hard to read!

March 30th, 2009 at 10:45 pm

Kinda alright. A GF is alright if you dare to fart with her around. She’s the one if she dares to complain.
But I was already convinced since the ‘driving the car’ episodes.
Txt is fine over here. The air has cleared : P

March 31st, 2009 at 12:04 am

Ouch, what happened to the bold settings of the font? :D

March 31st, 2009 at 11:07 am

And you call yourself a graphic designer. Shame on you, Madsen.


March 31st, 2009 at 11:20 am

So you two got IE6. That’s what they call ‘red handed’.

March 31st, 2009 at 2:01 pm

Hold it in???

March 31st, 2009 at 3:11 pm

It’s true love when you make sure their head is trapped under the cover when the gas is released…

March 31st, 2009 at 4:58 pm

Real love is being able to fart in front of someone with no remorse, and they don’t care either.

April 1st, 2009 at 10:58 am

True love is not eating burritos : P

April 1st, 2009 at 12:23 pm

True love is going down to a butchers, order a heart of a pig, cow or moose, give the missus the present and shout “I GIVE YOU THIS HEART WITH LOVE” while twitching your left eye.

It never works… that or fart in her mouth and see if she doesn’t gag.

April 1st, 2009 at 1:04 pm

Looking at these posts its a wonder any of us have girlfriends!!

April 1st, 2009 at 3:10 pm

Wait, we weren’t talking about guardian forces?


There is no spoon.