mrsmeaney

Went to see Smoking Popes.

The view, until my friend Adam stuck his fat head in the way:



One of many heinous drunken pictures:



Meaney and JakeyPooh taking a break from their gayness:



My friend Louise. She puked. Alot.



JakeyPooh is too drunk to give you the finger:



Smoking Popes and Delirium Tremons make me horny.



At 1:45 in the morning, I got an unprovoked voicemail from an old "friend" telling me that she hates me and hopes I die.

And I thought I could spend a night in my hometown without dealing with this nonsensical bullshit.

Here's a picture of someone that is worth my energy.