watch out.
Guys night out, bitches.
Azn tobi... where's his calculator?
Nick, in retrospect.
Ironicly soothing, no? *shudder*
Murdered that sandwich. Bleed.
The antichrist lured the new testament into a false sense of security...
Right before his minions set him ablaze.
Minion = tobi. paste those horns on now.
God. We're going to hell.
No, seriously. We're going to hell in a handbasket.
But, it was fun, nonetheless.
No one was supposed to see me do this. Nick hit me for it, too. He never stops hitting me.
Time to be concieted?
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Yeah, I think so.