March 2011
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I heard a joke once: Man goes to doctor. Says he’s depressed. Says life is...
– Rorschach Watchmen
Interviewer: Let’s say that you got to live the rest of your life in your idea of paradise. Maybe it is an island, on a mountain, in the country, wherever you like. Where would it be? What would it look like?
Gerard: I think I would be fifteen in an endless Dungeons and Dragons game, that went all night, and they had unlimited Dr. Pepper. I would have to be eternally 15, with other friends of mine that were 17 and 15 and so on, and that one weird guy who is like 28 hanging out with fifteen year olds, playing Dungeons and Dragons forever.
Frank: I would be in my 60’s with a huge family and some sort of family gathering or something like that.
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Everybody is always so fucking “FINE” but we are not. Sometimes, we are hurt and bruised and nearly completely shattered and this, sir is not what one calls fine…
Massive ovaries murder
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