Dear Social Media, I think we are breaking up. Twitter sucks. It’s something I check when I’m having a cigarette outside and I’ve already read everything on Reddit today. I can’t process a million tweets because I’m old. If I’m lucky, I’ll have actually found one thing in my Twitter feed that I’ll be compelled to check out. This happens maybe once...
Last night on RAW, the WWE aired a simulation done by THQ of George Washington vs Abe Lincoln. John Cena stormed the ring and beat the ever living shit out of George Washington.
Have sex with Christopher reeve in outerspace.
The Rock returned on RAW tonight and my dick exploded. Now I don’t have a dick anymore.
shitwizard: If you need a “holiday” to give a shit about your friends and family then you should probably just go swallow some type of industrial strength poison.
My first fashion week anything has been thus far pretty overwhelming. Huddled at a table putting out fires majority of the day was offset with a lot of creeping around. I think I saw everything I wanted to see today save for Billy Zane’s cock, which I couldn’t find anywhere. I ran out of of “make my logo bigger cream” at approximately 1pm. All the businesses in the area are...
I’m straight up gangsta and i always keeps one in the chamber case you ponderin
Tim and I are going shopping this weekend for the largest matching TapOut t-shirts in the world.
Vintage Trott. Still incredible.
I got invited to my first fashion week party on a rooftop with a ridiculous DJ playing. That’s about all I can say. But I will try to get as many iPhone boobs as I can.
make the pussyhole cry