Its name’s anogoodboyo. A friend created it. But I feel like being open and honest about this with you guys is the best course of action.
Things Caleb and I have just decided to do while the parents are out of town:
1. Turn the master bedroom into a giant fort.
2. Play our music as loud as we want.
3. Get drunk.
4. Rearrange the family DVDs so they’re not in alphabetical order any more.
Note: this tumbl enhanced as per Andrew’s suggestion.
1. Turn the master bedroom into a giant fort.
2. Play our music as loud as we want.
3. Get drunk.
4. Rearrange the family DVDs so they’re not in alphabetical order any more.
Snackula
Undead Weight
Count Chocoholic
Vampire the Buffet Slayer
Cholesteratu
The Vampurgler
The Vampire Lestop For Some Tacos
Vlad the Inhaler
Child Of Candy Cain
Quiche Lilith
Ghoulash
Queen of the Hammed
Taco Bela
Bela Obesi
Transylvania 6-5000 Calories
Dick Cheney
Das Vhoppyr
| Edward Cullen: | I love you. You're my only reason to stay alive... if that's what I am. |
| Tim: | I've got to use that line sometime. |
| Aubry: | On who? |
| Tim: | You mean, "On whom." |
| Aubry: | Thanks, you just answered my question.. |
I’ve consumed:
One apple.
Three glasses of milk, one of (grape) juice.
One cup of Java coffee—soon to be overshadowed by several cups of Guillermo’s.
Two helpings of this sausage/onion/apple stuff. It’s excellent.
Approximately one half of a pumpkin/chocolate chip bundt cake.
Just now, one nutty bar. Why not? I was on a roll.
Two home-made banana muffins.
I’ve petted:
One cat.
One kitten.
One brother.
I’ve viewed:
One mediocre apocalyptic movie with one excellent family.
Now, I’m about to get to the hot bath taking and the early morning reading.
This is not a joke.
but apparently you’re masculinity is.
And apparently “you’re” grammar is.
This is not a joke.
Loser!
That was a joke, because that movie was awesome.
But was that a joke?
Who knows.
