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Meet my good friend Blake. He's a very cool person, but it sure as Hell takes a long time to fully understand what I mean.
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| So, I was trying to conjure a sort of subatomic particle that could venture into the blood vessels and prevent clotting by emitting weak, yet heated waves of radioactive energy. | |
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He has this nasty habit of going "yea?" after everything, like I'm just rambling or something. How the fuck do you answer "yea?" anyway???
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| NO, BLAKE! I WAS SPANKING MYSELF WITH A RAZOR! Geez, I TOLD you not to go "Yea?" to me! | |
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This is me after he pulls it off more than once in one day.
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| DAMMIT BLAKE!!! DON'T MAKE ME SLAP YOU WITH MY SCROTUM!!! | |
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