Go Fuck Yourself Friday.

GFY, Oliver is sick as fuck, got me up at 4am to go to the hospital because he couldn’t breathe, so I drove all the way across town and when he got there he decided he was ‘fine’, by the time i got back home I didn’t have time to clean the house like I wanted to, so now I’m at work….with my sick puppy who puked massive amounts of yellow quasi-amniotic substance in my Jeep. FAHWK!

WHERE THE FUCK IS THE COFFEE?

Gorirra. Fanks Kurt!

Ronco’s new INFLATABLE BIRD!

The raggedy ann pants are saick!

DO NOT WANT!

Oh come the fuck on, do you really think putting a fucking sweater on me will “clean me up”?

Anyone else wish they were drinking right now?

fucklove.