infinitelykaty

I finally got to talk to Sita tonight! YAY! I can't wait to meet her. And I can't wait for her to meet all of my friends.
I'm such a little fangirl of theirs. The fandom is growing.
I have some video evidence of my beloved crazies to share now. Sita, this is the house you'll be staying in. And I'll be staying over to protect you...hahaha.

Fucktard Bathroom Avengers

<3 Taher masturbating in the shower is the funniest thing I've ever seen. <3 <3

I took some screen caps, and they're here, and here, and here, and here, and here, and here too.

Yay coffee.
I almost forgot. My friend Eddie is in Iraq right now. I guess they shot through his tent last night. NOTE TO INSURGENTS: Damage one molecule of that boy and we're sending in the #charmer squadron to FACE FACE you motherfuckers. You want 92 lbs. of ham sandwich up your ass? I DON'T THINK SO.
When Eddie gets back, we're going to write and record a rap album together. I'm not joking. He's the one that taught me how to rhyme. Check this shizzle he freestyled for me in an IM a few days ago, which was not only a commentary on the war but on the drama eating away at our group of friends at the time. This blew my mind:

So yes indeed, I'm overseas, shootin' off my gats at these Iraqis. Ain't comin' home, the fuckin' CO won't give his dogs a bone, so I'm stuck here 'till February who would've known? Can't see my mom's or my fuckin' boys, don't get to see all my little cousins open their toys, but that's cool, and I should've known, but once in a while I just pick up the phone, and everybody wants to know when Sped's comin' home, but I can't determine, the generals can't decide, we're all on the freedom side, but how much is it worth when our own freedom dies? I'm sick of these lies, all these misconceptions, we got niggas runnin' around shootin' in every different direction, but it solves nothin', it's all frontin', you know we're here to get oil, now ain't that somethin'? I can't really say fo' sho' but I can guess my ass off, question me again and my gat might have to blast off, not to outer space, but to bust your head open so I can see your inner face. I told you once, I won't tell you again, you have no idea where the fuck I've been, freezin' in the sand, sweatin' in the sun, all cause a government official handed me a gun, you think I'm playin' with all this shit I been sayin', but I want this bullshit to stop, I've had enough of watching my friends gettin' cropped, everytime I look another friendship has flopped, you fucking hatin' ass bitches, and your whiney little games, more contrafuckin'dictions than the fuckin' King James, I hope you know the consequence, it's not you, all us gonna feel the flames.

Fan the fangirl fires!