can you see out those brah?
Remember when only sailors and gangsters got tattoos? Neither do I…
Guido Sunday #1
I’ve got the perfect turtleneck to cover-up that hicky…
These eyes are cryin’
You’ve overstayed your welcome.
Now you can tell them apart.
rooting for yourself is half the battle…
The king is back….
Elton ain’t got shit on these two…
the hipster hermit.
I am never ready for Freddy….
you going to the beach or the mountains brah?
Your boy doesn’t need paper glasses to see shit in 3d