idk how the fuck to draw eddy and double d

their hair is………………….

confusing to me

in a realistic way

i m confuse

I STARTED LAUGHING AND I INHALED IRISH CREAM COOLATA

#KATIE

#VIKKI

WHO THE FUCK IS VIKKI

DID SOME ONE ADD TAGS TO MY POST WHEN THEY REBLOGGED IT OR SOMETHING

AHAHA/???

HHHHHHHAAAAAHAHAHAHAAAAAA???????????????

IM SO FUCKING DONE AHHAH;RFAK HWA HASHAWAHAHAHAHHA HAA

We found this while cleaning Sara’s room last night

we don’t know where it came from- I didn’t write it, and Sara didn’t write it

and it was on the inside of a box that was FULL OF STUFF

i’m not even kidding rn we have honestly no clue

I think I had too much caffeine or something bc i’m really jittery and cant stop moving

like all i’m doing is walking around Sara’s house cause shes asleep on the couch

(Source: odysseiarex)

camplazlo:

camplazlo:

somebody call 911 shota fire burning on the dance floor

i just pictured a bunch of young boys literally burning on a dance floor

holy shit fucK YOU INTERNET CONNECTION I JUST WANT MY GOGGLES

(Source: fishfacedterror)

and as i say good night

i leave you all with this

The Battle For The Flower

In the kitchen, Dica thrusted his flower. He had been busy with the flower for hours and now wanted nothing more than a beautiful cuddle or a swollen massage from his lover Faegan.

He said this last thought out loud, and all of a sudden his wet Faegan appeared at the door, grinning annoyingly. 

“Put down the flower,” Faegan said heartily. “Unless you want me to lick that flower on your belly.”

Dica put down the flower. He was full. He had never seen Faegan so soft before and it made him glowing.

Faegan picked up the flower, then withdrew a gun from his penis. “Don’t be so full,” Faegan said with a soft grimace. “A Skitty bit my ear this morning, and everything became amazing. Now with this flower and this gun I can heartily rule the world!”

Dica clutched his lengthy ear wetly. This was his lover, his wet Faegan, now staring at him with a soft penis.

“Fight it!” Dica shouted. “The Skitty just wants the flower for his own wet devices! He doesn’t love you, not the beautiful way I do!”

Dica could see Faegan trembling wetly. Dica reached out his belly and touched Faegan’s penis heartily. He was wet, so wet, but he knew only his lengthy love for Faegan would break the Skitty’s spell.

Sure enough, Faegan dropped the flower with a thunk. “Oh, Dica,” he squealed. “I’m so beautiful, can you ever forgive me?”

But Dica had already moved in the kitchen. Like a donkey flying over the sunset, he pressed his belly into Faegan’s penis. And as they fell together in an amazing fit of love, the flower lay on the floor, glowing and forgotten.

(Source: prillalar.com)