Hallo, folksies! Here's a lovely word of the year uttered wholeheartedly by yours truly!

normal day in the argonne

Me venting my eternal and insatiable yearning for cuddles to my friends for absolutely no reason be like

I don’t know what to put here but Funne

New pfp--Deux jours

My fatass saw a small assortment of chocolates on the counter of my humble abode, immediately scarfed down one without a semblance of a second thought, and read the microscopic label stating it was alcoholic. Whoopsies.

Freeeeee birrrrrrd yeaahh (insert guitar riff here)

Ishowspeed

So... Black Ops II no longer takes place in the future..

Have a joyous second cold war, everyone!