birthday picspam!

Oct 28, 2006 01:18

happy (very much belated) birthday,
jordan!

you're one of my closest lj friends, i love talking with you about whatever. you are awesome :D and now,





"it's disgusting, all those lesbians fawning over him and making goo goo talk."



"that's what women do over babies."







"who's talking about the baby? i mean justin."





"it's kinda weird, you having a kid. still, it's exciting, isn't it?"



"what, having some wrinkled little time clock ticking away?"



"reminding you that you're getting older by the minute? by the second?"





"keep thinking like that, you're gonna end up prematurely gray!



"i think i see one."





ha, brian's face.





"why didn't somebody try and stop me?"



"somebody did, but you wouldn't listen."



"you had to let lindsay fill your head with all her bullshit flattery."



"'oh, brian, you're so good-looking! oh, brian, you're so smart!'"



"'oh, you've got such great genes, brian, and i don't mean your 501's!'"







"and now you're stuck with a kid. for life."



"there's always one solution."



"i could end it all right now!"



"well, that'd be dramatic! just like ER - birth and death in the same episode. get down!"



"no, you have to come get me."



"i'm serious, stop clowning."



"or i'll jump!"

























"c'mon mikey, let's fly."



"like in all those comic books."



"i'm superman. i'll show you the world!"



"why am i always lois lane?"





:D















:)









"smart?" "yes."



"sexy?" "yes."



mmhmm ;)



"don't worry, some women are attracted to stretch marks."



"fuck you! i do not have stretch marks."







hee!



what a great day at work that must have been for thea. 'today i got to tickle an open-shirted gale on the couch.' omg lucky.









"*plays it cool*"



hand!



ha



"paying for it now? i suppose older gentlemen have to do that."





"pool side has just become pool boy."



"oh, i hate that shit."



"everybody does."





"do you know who that guy is?"





"yeah."





"what he does with his money is his business."



"except when it hurts us, then it's our business."







"that is my business."







"you should have left the door open."





"what could be hotter than having a bunch of breeders watching you while you jerk off?"



"even you wouldn't do that."



"that's true."



"i went to the gravel pit and watched while some guy took it up the butt from a conga line."





he's so pretty.



"you whipped up the batter that eventually became gus in a sex club? that's disgusting."





"not like looking at some twat spread her lips in a come-stained copy of hustler?"



"which one of you said 'hold the mayo'?"





"that would be mr. miracle whipper." :D





ha, i love how michael's all *squinty eyes*



"how did it go, huh? did you shoot your load?" "mother!"



"bet it was a whopper. the grassi (?) side of the family are italian stallions, all of 'em."



"uh huh."



"well, this one didn't pony up."



"what?" her face kills me :D



"thanks for announcing the news. while you're at it, why don't you give us the sports and the weather?"



"nothing happened. my first obligation as a father and i blew it."



"i wouldn't mention hard on."



"it's called performance anxiety, right, brian?" "never heard of it."





ha, his face.





"we're not talking at all!"



"fine, handle it yourself." "he already did." :D



"shut up. you know what, i don't know why everybody in pittsburgh needs to know my business and feel free to comment on it."



"i'm going home to whack off"



"and that's the last anybody needs to hear about it!"



i love that scene :D



"mr. kinney?"



"taylor. come in."



"have a seat."





lip bite!



"you wanted to see me?"





"i gave it some thought. i decided you should take me back."





"oh?"



"even though i've made a few mistakes, i think you'd be making an even bigger one not to give me a second chance."



:D



"i see."



"'cos now i understand what it is you want of me."



omg that look *is dead*



"and i know what i can expect from you."





"you also understand that you'll be required to work long, hard hours, sometimes..."



"...deep into the night?"



"it'll be a pleasure to work under you...sir."





:D



lip bite again!



"and you are never to play violin music in my presence again."



"i promise."



:D





"good. well then..."





"...you can start..."



"...immediately."



one of my favorite brian faces.

















tongue!







i love playful!b/j :D













they're so pretty!

















:D

that's it! loooong, i told you. hope you enjoyed it! feel free to use for icons or whatever.

queer as folk, randy harrison, picspam, happy birthday, gale harold

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