Marshall is just a simple man, caught in a web of fashion he doesn’t understand…
Oh my god. It looks as though she whispered some sort of horrific Lovecraftian secret of the universe to him, and his soul simply gave up right then and there, leaving him an empty husk.
He’s wondering if he’s still on drugs.
I know what I want for Christmas.
This is freaking photoshopped. Adam Levine of Maroon 5 fame was 2010’s Sexiest Man Alive, not Luigi.
but luigis the sexiest man alive……………
In this time of term papers I wanted to draw my patron deity, Bullshitticus, god of students and general last minute fudgery, sitting upon his Golden Futon, attended by the muses Caffeina and Thesaurae, whose powers of artificial energy and pretentious vocabulary can be invoked in case of the all-nighter.
I like to think he’s Dionysus’s second cousin or something.
This is genius…
all wise words from the sagest of the sage.