Over the last few weeks my mother has been commenting on how great I look. Yes, I'm so hot. Really. O.o
Tonight, after a many beers, she calls me upstairs to show a family friend how great I'm looking. Yeah. Haha, can I go now? I grab a water bottle from the fridge and start walking back downstairs.
"Oi, Dylan! Take your shirt off and show Mandy!"
LOLWUT?
My mother then proceeds to leave the balcony, come up behind me and pull the back of my shirt up. Naturally, I empty the water bottle on her head and wriffle my way free of her slow-reaction-time and general drunkenness before leaving.
WHAT. THE. FUCK.
YOU'RE ALLOWED TO BE PROUD OF YOUR SON BUT JESUS CHRIST!
WHAT THE FUCK? WHAT THE FUCK? WHAT THE FUCK?
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A man walked into a bar. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA no. [link] <- for smex.
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"If you take the above comment offensively and/or seriously, do us all a favor and make the world a better place by either getting a sense of humour or jumping off a cliff." -Sonicherosfan
Over the last few weeks my mother has been commenting on how great I look. Yes, I'm so hot. Really. O.o
Tonight, after a many beers, she calls me upstairs to show a family friend how great I'm looking. Yeah. Haha, can I go now? I grab a water bottle from the fridge and start walking back downstairs.
"Oi, Dylan! Take your shirt off and show Mandy!"
LOLWUT?
My mother then proceeds to leave the balcony, come up behind me and pull the back of my shirt up. Naturally, I empty the water bottle on her head and wriffle my way free of her slow-reaction-time and general drunkenness before leaving.
WHAT. THE. FUCK.
YOU'RE ALLOWED TO BE PROUD OF YOUR SON BUT JESUS CHRIST!
WHAT THE FUCK? WHAT THE FUCK? WHAT THE FUCK?
--
A man walked into a bar. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA no.
[link] <- for smex.