I'm so fucking tired. We just decorated our house for Christmas and as usual it turned into one great big ball of family grudgery. Ugh, I'm so ready to be away from here.
This one is so for me.
All four of them are tremendous dorks. Ryan's foot is huge. Idk what the hell Jon Walker is doing.
Boy
friends.
So my mom used to have a butt, like a thousand years ago. She's flat as a pancake now but way back when, she had a little bubble butt of her own. When I was little we used to lie around and watch tv and for some odd reason, I'd rest my head on her butt. Not that I want to rest my head on Bden's butt or anything. Just wanted to tell that story.
This is one of my favorite group shots.
Does Brendon remind anyone else of Lucas from Empire Records right here? That scene where Joe plays the drums and Lucas sings and does his little skinny boy dance?
Look at that smile.
This series of pictures never fails to amuse me. When faced with a beatiful half-naked woman, what does Bden do? :DDD
Idk if I want to take this to a beffies place or a JEEZ YOU GUYS GET A ROOM place.
There are no words for how motherfucking ADORABLE this picture is. Brendon's like one of those scrappy little kids who don't give a shit how big you are, talk about his band again and he's gonna kick your ass. Even if you are his band.
BRB LOLING FOREVER.
So married.
I really, really want Patrick to go on Cribs if only so I can see his shoe closet. This kid has the best sneakers.
BABIES!!!
HI JOE!
I had planned to post more pics (sorry MCR, TAI and the rest of FBR) but I'm tired now. My knees ache. Stupid weather. So I'm just gonna go read fic on my phone until I fall asleep.
In conclusion, I love Bob Bryar.