White Whine

I had my second White Whine submission posted last week. I'm not gonna lie, I bitch about that at least once a week.

I put the "taint" in "certainty"

More From the Boy Who Called Me Cockmaster Flex

I'm not certain, but I'm pretty sure this is exactly what the inventors of text messaging and picture phones had in mind.

Brother: Hey tard
Me: Yes?
Brother: Hi
Me: Hello.
Brother: Samtsirch yrrem
Me: What the fuck was that? Klingon?
Brother: No its back words
Me: Detpoda era uoy
Brother: [Picture of a bowel movement]
Me: You must be pretty proud of that. You've sent it to me twice now.
My Mom: Warning! dont open the photos mike sends! Lisa :-)
Brother: [New picture of a different bowel movement]
Brother: I love u to bed d-bag xoxo

The terrorists will not win...

So drunk

I have the hiccups. I love Sarah!!! Srsly.

Let It Snow, Let It Snow, Let It Snow!

Matt's Domain

What did narcissists do before blogs and MySpace? They made personal web sites.

Man, I was so cool. I knew basic HTML!

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