Wesly is sad because he went through 20 bottles of beer and it still hasn't deluded him into thinking he's attractive or could make out with anything more complex than a wad of gum stuck on the sidewalk by a retarded 8-year old kid who is filthy because he was playing in the sewer with a basketball he stole from the Wal-Mart across from the bike shop where I used to work, so thanks a fucking lot for stealing my bike you shitstained mucus wad.

MERRY CHRISTMAS FROM THE WHITE TRASH MILITIA!!!

IT HURTS!!!

Oh how nice, Pretty Peaches and Strawberry Stan attend the prom together. I was the bartender that night at their prom. The only drink I served was Molotov cocktails.

Troll vs. Cake, round one. House odds are on the troll since he's got a record of 14,281 and 1 against cakes, and we only started counting last Wednesday. I hope he chokes on a candle and it lights his gall bladder on fire.