GodFuckinDammit.

Its been 7 weeks. Stop the ride, I want to get off.

Ok, so I might have chuckled a bit.

The junk they put behind spam HTML makes for some wonderful dadaist poetry.



terrify and matrimony, equilateral so minestrone

lamb callisto.


I'll have the lamb callisto, thanks waiter.

Message:

Holy God! I was cruisin' through the photo's of the Bear Essentials underwear party and I'm like "Hey! A photo of Growler being molested by some kinda ugly fre- HOLY CRAP THAT'S ME! ! " I... I deny everything.

You mean, like this?



I'm either posing for all I'm worth, or about to run away. Like I ever ran away from cute-boy hugs before ;-)