“So here we are. The big movie that kicks off the summer blockbuster season is just cars, punches, jump-punches, butts, one-liners, jumping, butt-jumps, leaping-quips, butt-carring and punch-punches.”
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April 2011
70 posts
I love when I get high and go to a party and talk shit about Jet Li.
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I absolutely cannot believe I just watched Scott Steiner confuse and disorient someone by throwing a stack of napkins at them.
Home safe. I can start posting nonsensical pictures again. Sabres lost but I returned to an unannounced bonus at work of double pay for a week, all the bosses are out of town, my new running sneakers are awesome, and now I’m sitting in superman shorts drinking tea and smoking weed. Life today is pretty much giving me the kind of blow job you only get from the dirtiest of all hookers. The one that makes the hairs on the tops of your feet have orgasms in addition to vomiting in ecstasy and then playing with that vomit.
And now I have to pee again. So I’m hanging my dick out of a public parking lot and peeing freely. Look at all the fucks I give.
