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A Story For Allie (That makes no sense)

allisonnwonderrland:

“Ahem. Once upon there was this little fucking bitch. His name was Andy. Andy Luvsdacawks. Andy was a little fucking bitch. He licked stuff. Like wtf who does that? One day he licked a woman. She looked at him and said, “Bitch. What the fuck? Shit.” And then they SMASHED LIKE JACKRABBITS. Then Andy found out she was a dude and was like, “Daaaaaaayum.” Shit got real. Andy left town to pursue. Mountain Dew because yes. The man he hooked up with died of eating too much bread. Andy started seeing sandwiches. Like, girl, seriously he DATED them. One day he got mad and ate his wife. Nah, don’t freak. Bitch was too chicken to get married. CHICKEN. So he left town again. This time Andy sold chairs to poor people. Why? Because chairs. At the end of his life Andy said these words, “Honey, the badgers. The. Fucking. Badgers.” He died 8 minutes later during a drum solo. The End. :)”

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This post is for you Allie because I know you’re stalking the shit out of my blog. :)

To most it’s nothing, but to me it’s a milestone: 40 followers; I love you all. :)