NINETEEN people, in my house.
Adults, and teenagers. Most above the legal drinking age.
Family, Friends, Family friends, and of course, the girlfriends of brothers.
Not to mention, a nineteen pound Turkey.
Which brings up my next point. Christmas Tree.
Screw the star on top. We have a skull.
Sadly, not a REAL skull, THAT would have been bad-ass.
It is merely a creation of pencil crayons and paper...and tape...and more tape.
Here's hoping for excitement, entertainment, and good eats.
Happy Holidays Homies!
-Rae









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"Yeah well, I turned Gibbs into a raging, abusive, STD infested, alcholic asshole.
WHO WOULDNT CRY? D:"
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♪Rae♪
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"How long am I going to be the butt of your practical jokes, snide innuendos, and juvenile putdowns?"
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"Yeah well, I turned Gibbs into a raging, abusive, STD infested, alcholic asshole.
WHO WOULDNT CRY? D:"
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♪Rae♪
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"How long am I going to be the butt of your practical jokes, snide innuendos, and juvenile putdowns?"
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"Yeah well, I turned Gibbs into a raging, abusive, STD infested, alcholic asshole.
WHO WOULDNT CRY? D:"
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♪Rae♪
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"How long am I going to be the butt of your practical jokes, snide innuendos, and juvenile putdowns?"
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"Yeah well, I turned Gibbs into a raging, abusive, STD infested, alcholic asshole.
WHO WOULDNT CRY? D:"
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