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.

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

normal day in the argonne

Commie memes that I... 'Shared' with people.

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

Have a joyous second cold war, everyone!

The first actually original thing I've posted in a while.

New pfp--Deux jours

Freeeeee birrrrrrd yeaahh (insert guitar riff here)

Repent

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