Showing posts with label the best thing that could happen would be for your fingers to be broken. Show all posts
Showing posts with label the best thing that could happen would be for your fingers to be broken. Show all posts

Tuesday, February 14, 2012

I love...

...when you shut the hell up.


You do realize that all of you screeching about Valentine's Day being a Hallmark holiday from hell are just as annoying as the lovey-dovey Cupidlickers, right?