fear is the mindkiller
It occured to me, just now, that Christmas is coming in like three weeks. Ahh, that means I need to get presents! It seems to have come much sooner than normal, perhaps because of my long hibernation from work. I finally went back this week, and realistically I kind of missed it. I'm treated nicely around there, and it's just all good. I just hope I can make enough money on my next paycheck to buy people some presents. Ahhhh!
This past weekend saw the return of the Brendan, or BJ Greek as he prefers to go by. He's here for like a month, before he decides to be a sissy and avoid getting a real job by going back on tour with the production company. Get a real fuckin' job, boy! Or I'll slap the shit out of you!
To celebrate his return, a bottle of whiskey was cracked, and me and Ben got to go nuts. Here you can see how much we like to make fun of the gangster subculture:

That bottle was made of plastic, because we wanted the cheapest, most deadly stuff. It's called Alberta Premium Whiskey, and was sufficient to get us good and loaded. Shots looked like this:

As time went on and we became more intoxicated, Ben kept having his sexual advances towards Manj shot down. Fuckin' brown boy, trying to resist the lure of Ben. As a result, this scene of anal bliss was created:

This was only the beginning, before they both got naked and wrestled in the snow outside. So yeah, we did up some heavy drinking, all in the name of Bran, who actually never came out. But he was there in spirit. Did up a chicken run much later, too, with Ben almost getting the cops called on us. You can imagine how loud he's being in this one:

He is indeed a chicken whore, as the title of that picture suggests. Anyways, it ended with me walking him halfway home, then almost forgetting how to get back to my house. Turns out it was just a straight line back.
This weekend I'm off to another Canucks game, so I'll make what's left of my hair blue. Look for the lovely pictures soon.
Finally, for the crappy photoshop of the week, we have this little gem:

It's Bran, with a piece of art glued to his nose. It's not real genitals, don't worry. I haven't turned things into MikeBack Mountain in quite some time now.
This past weekend saw the return of the Brendan, or BJ Greek as he prefers to go by. He's here for like a month, before he decides to be a sissy and avoid getting a real job by going back on tour with the production company. Get a real fuckin' job, boy! Or I'll slap the shit out of you!
To celebrate his return, a bottle of whiskey was cracked, and me and Ben got to go nuts. Here you can see how much we like to make fun of the gangster subculture:

That bottle was made of plastic, because we wanted the cheapest, most deadly stuff. It's called Alberta Premium Whiskey, and was sufficient to get us good and loaded. Shots looked like this:

As time went on and we became more intoxicated, Ben kept having his sexual advances towards Manj shot down. Fuckin' brown boy, trying to resist the lure of Ben. As a result, this scene of anal bliss was created:

This was only the beginning, before they both got naked and wrestled in the snow outside. So yeah, we did up some heavy drinking, all in the name of Bran, who actually never came out. But he was there in spirit. Did up a chicken run much later, too, with Ben almost getting the cops called on us. You can imagine how loud he's being in this one:

He is indeed a chicken whore, as the title of that picture suggests. Anyways, it ended with me walking him halfway home, then almost forgetting how to get back to my house. Turns out it was just a straight line back.
This weekend I'm off to another Canucks game, so I'll make what's left of my hair blue. Look for the lovely pictures soon.
Finally, for the crappy photoshop of the week, we have this little gem:

It's Bran, with a piece of art glued to his nose. It's not real genitals, don't worry. I haven't turned things into MikeBack Mountain in quite some time now.


1 Comments:
That sick son of a bitch tried to rape me!!! All I told him was STOP, NO, AND DON'T!!!
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