- 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.
Reblog with your middle name..
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!
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.