So we take a lot of pictures smoking on my balcony... we're strongly pro-cancer. In fact, I'm so pro-cancer that I blow smoke up Muffin's ass just to make sure he'll get colon cancer. That's love, right there. Or hate, amybe, I don't know.
We've totally done this picture sequence about 50 times...
I NEEDS MA NIC-O-TEEN!
I'm so goth, I'm dead. I mean, seriously. I'm a corpse.
I'm sooOOooOOoo tragic! Hand! Staple! Forehead! Woe is me!