ahh so dewy glowy after a skin cancer personal treat. here is sass‘ pre-drink gathering before the party we geezers didn’t go to. guess what? pre-drinking for nothing is fun!
holy moly sass’ milf.
uh…
sass and olga are heavy into this mental illness crafting right now, i approve.
ahaah you have one of those eyeball rings. sigh.
sparkly eyelashes application, i kept trying to give advice like i knew what i was talking about and pretty much gave the complete opposite of how you should do it tips.
kills me.
hammed/baked/hammed/baked!
i was a bit of a mess.
that is my new boob shirt.
the girl sesh novelty wears off super quick for fil.
if you want to drag your boyfriend out with you for girl nite and keep him satiated you have to pay him little visits here and there in between cackling your brains out.
wesley pipes much?
i REALLY fuckin’ hate this chick and all the hills fans that think they are her, annoying self-righteous ordinary know-it-all preachy martyrs, you’re boring dudes face it!
then later on that nite… i’m pissed off here cos i sloshed fil’s wine all over MY onesie when i threw myself down for this timed photograph and fil tried to lecture me about it. both our facial expressions are phony we are really irritated by each other in this haha. see how his glass has less in it than mine baha.
believable?
go pumped i saved my steak for booze snacking. this pic isn’t as great as the others though you see my nips in them, now that dad reads here everyday things have changed.
i’m kind of really into this retarded porn depiction of women that dude’s conjure up hi single forever step into reality sometime before you are fat bald and 50?
suburban malls feel like different planets, really shitty different planets.
this is my first thank you present for casting votes and has nothing to do with me being a loser with no friends.
this game is kind of ridiculous, you are basically in a frat house party from the 80’s and you keep breaking make-believe goblets of wine and smashing entire bottles of scotch and you have to take a drink on every square you land on.
within the frame the mirror leans slightly forward from the top, thus making it a fat mirror
this girl behind the wheel mouths O.MY.GAWD and fil says i think she knows you do you know her and i see her mouth RAYMI so i open the door and say hi? and she says are you raymi oh my god what are you doing here?
i feel like a thousand pounds looking at this picture.
i think it’s been awhile since i’ve shared with you’s guys a pointless some guy fucked up raymi story so here we go.
losers who say there aren’t any trees in toronto can blow me this is the view outside of our window i can’t see the park because of all the fucking trees in the way.
i am on a strict no-breads diet for the rest of the week starting right after i just shoved a doggy bag pizza crust in my mouth ok starting NOW!
fil was mean fil that nite do you know how annoying it is to get lectured by glassesface?
because it was totally my goal to look like a sexual-identity confused low self esteem looks like a girl guy.
four bitches plus fil plus fishes plus nachos plus drunk
i haven’t even been able to watch it from beginning to end it is so brutal.
we are about to embark on a mini-adventure and when i return i will share a story with you about how the universe exists solely to irritate me in movie theatres.
she sent me one because she is trying to turn me into her.
we had lunch at ikea, fil ate the meatballs meal and i had salmon lox and a salad blah bla something annoying happened and then i felt this way about it and here is a hilarious moral etc etc etc.
before you run your mouth, i bought that hat FOR CHARITY
i was trying to figure out ponytail w/o bangs and how to make my arm look like skeletor.
her name is bean and she is a brussels griffon and she blew my fucking mind. she is renita’s little baby
oh and check how harsh wii fit is, like immediately after it said they heard i was looking slimmer (not possible fil hasn’t used it in 65 days) and before i even weighed myself. those japs man, tough love all the way.