• Me: Man, I could sure go for some spicy buffalo wings right now. What do you guys think? Yeah?
  • Eyes: Yeahhh I want to stare at that shit
  • Fingers: YEAAAHHH! I going to rub myself all over that stuff and lather in the sauce YEAAHHH!
  • Feet: I'm fuckin' tired but going to fuckin' walk you there! YEAHHHHHHHHHHH!
  • Tongue: Guys! Guys! Guys! I AM GOING TO TASTE THAT SHIT Nothing can beat that!
  • Brain: Fuck, let's throw out a whole lobe and just fill it with memories of buffalo wings. How about that?
  • Eyes: YEAAHHH
  • Fingers: YEAAHHHHHH
  • Feet: YEEEEAAAHHHH
  • Tongue: YEAAAAAHHH
  • Digestive System: Guys, I don't feel so good today. Maybe we can do a rain check on the spicy food?
  • Entire Body: STFU WE ARE GOING TO GET SOME WINGS!
  • Me: Hahaha! I am so going to regret this in the morning.

Your Past Life→

thetravman:

conradverner:

chromiumred:

justicars-have-more-fun:

shepard-siha:

Ariana was a tissue paper who lived in a mansion with prostitutes.


gabby was a duck who lived in a mansion with stray cats.

Ruby was a prince who loves sleeping with little boys.

I… um… wat.

Katie was a princess who lived in a mansion with prostitutes.

Sounds about right.

Travis was a novelist who likes to make out with a jar of pickles.

Huh.  Not getting much lip there, but at least I wrote something; at least enough to support my pickle jar and me, i guess.

“Carlos was a king who likes playing with prostitutes.”

I was Robert Baratheon!

(Source: formerlydornish)

Another one of those broke mondays. I’m going to do better this week. Thank the gods these things are catching up with the current date. I hate how I kind of dump them like spam.
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Another one of those broke mondays. I’m going to do better this week. Thank the gods these things are catching up with the current date. I hate how I kind of dump them like spam.

I wonder if I should change the name of my blog as “End of the World Tea Party” makes it sound like I’m a fanatic Rebulican or something.