Author: Bruce Shark

…..and yes, burritos were….um….aquired from outside sources….

START THE MOVIE, DAMMIT.

GUESS WHERE I AM?!

DEADPOOL.

Operation Ice Cold Marbles in Nephews Bed:

Zero effect.

ZERO.

He smiled, and pulled covers around himself.

WTH?

Never underestimate the power of lazy in a 16 year old.

This is mah confoosed disappointed face.

Soon….

DEADPOOL.

Cindy Grotz​….because, Deadpool.

Huge cup of marbles now in freezer…

Waiting to be poured into my nephew’s bed at 6:30 a.m. tomorrow morning.

Because I’m a fun guy.

Wut are you giving up for Lent?

I’m not religious at all, but I like to participate in giving something up to see if I can.

I’m giving up seal until Easter.

No….no, I lied.

I’m not.

Sleep tight, googly peeps.

Squeak is a total Mardi Gras queen.

Lookit her beads…

HALP!

I’M STUCK IN CAKE!

Which isn’t a bad way to go….

Mah sister got the babeh shark in her cake.

She gets to be the boss for one day.

Ha.

Happeh Mardi Gras!

It’s called Fat Tuesday for a reason…

Suck de heads, Yo….

Wut you can’t see is the red beans, cornbread, okra, stuffed jalapeños, king cake….

O, YEA…

And yea, again, I made it all.

Woot….

THROWING BEADS ATCHA, SEXAH THANGS.