So, I went through my bank statements the other day and I realized something. I blow my cash on badass shit. Check out the compilation below and if you're not T in the P* afterward, check your pulse, bitches, cause you mights be, like, lame or something.
Here's a list of purchases from last month alone. Kiss off.
Sleeveless gym shirt with nickname embroidery
4 Gym memberships
Pec bounce training
Tight shirt with skeleton glued to it
Tight shirt with live snake stapled to it
Tight shirt with a bedazzled eagle netted to the back
New shoes that look like old shoes
Hot rub downs
Hot rub downs while watching a flat screen
Hot rub downs while watching a flat screen playing a commercial I’m in
All this sweet purchasing will stop once I get a wife, kids(sp?), mortgage, hedge clippers, lawn mower, pleated slacks and tee times, but for now, it’s time to burn 'dem dollies.
Shut up, Stuff it, Turn around, Don't look at me, Sincerely,
*Tight in the Pants