I recently became a "fan" of keystone on facebook. I'm feeling the need to NOT hang out with this person.
He also must of been SOOO tired from shredding the gnar all day. Give him space guyssss!
I almost lost it all on a piece of garlic bread. Who leaves garlic bread on the sidewalk? It was worse than a banana drop in mario cart.
Another topic of interest.
This bottle = shame.
This bottle= my body guard status.
This bottle= me demanding a ride home.
This bottle= me yelling.
This bottle= oops.
Dear miss rayner, I apologize for disappearing at/in the bar. For some reason, I felt the need to be britt's body guard when she was troubled? My ultimate confidence that I could protect her must be from all those "explosive" lifts I've been doing.
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