Remember boys and girls, if you accidentally blow your fingers off this weekend it's no one's fault but your parents'. You know, for having you in the first place. Grab a can of Bud Light, gather all of your douche bag friends -- don't forget to include the ubiquitous attention-starved skanks with the trendy sunglasses -- and have a grand old time. Oh, and don't forget to bring your cameras, because nothing says douche bag quite like the universal sign for trim diving and a pager and/or cell phone clipped to your plaid shorts.
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