Saturday, January 14, 2012

Boats N' Hoes. Why Are We Such Old Women? First Blog of the New Year.

Welcome to the official end of the world. We here at Team NonSluts are preparing for this exciting event by transforming our comfy cozy dorm into a cave of little to no social means. No social points. No fucks given. We're talking headphones in, both of us tucked away in our beds watching consecutive episodes of Greek and Gilmore Girls, and the only light source in the room coming from the ominous glow of our laptop screens. First world problems. And let's be real here for a second. We're hot and we're sitting in our door room wasting our lives. What have our lives come to? Now don't get me wrong. We are beyond stoked to be back in the middle of a cornfield known as central MO but what we did not count on was the fact that there is no one here and nothing to do on a Saturday night. LAME. I so do not approve of these life choices.

Anywho, this is the inaugural post for 2012. Look forward to a whole lotta crazy coming from this never ending wave of awesome. NONSLUTS OUT.

There's a child in our hallway. It's like on Smart Guy. GO HOME ROGER. Liz stalks Kris Humphries' family and washed up child stars. She's mumbling to herself.

@ghettohikes "Hey yo Demetrius, free pine cones."

WHAT DO YOU MEAN I'M NOT CONNECTED TO THE INTERNET, FUCKER!

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