He’s nuts. Really, really nuts.
Like, he’s the kind of person who makes songs about his “celestial testicals,” and promptly turns it into a theme song.
He styles his hair because his sisters refuse to pay for his haircuts unless he does so every day. I think it’s going to drive him to shave his head bald.
He thought hash-brownies were hash-browns covered in chocolate.
And that is my psycho friend.
Fanboys is the greatest single movie
of its time OF ALL TIME.
We were going to have this be the actual background, but then all of the words put on the blog would’ve been illegible… :(
By the way, the link for where this came from got lost in translation, so if anyone happens to pass by it, let me know so that we can put it on… Yeah…