Why not? Call me.
IMPORTANT! PAY GOD DAMN ATTENTION! Also, you don't "lay down," You lay an egg. It's a verb. You lie down.
Front page of the MOB paper. We have a Mr. Moon Pie. #journalism
Shit's getting weird on sunday. See: big panty chick
My friend Ginger paints corgis for a living. Your job is invalid.
My Saturday bed hair game is strong. Pretty sure I'm sticking with this look all day.
My bar. It gumps.
Big ass lemon.
So shit got real a couple blocks from my house last night. The Benz dealership @ Dauphin & Sage St. #MobileAL
There's never a wrong time for the perplexed dachshund.
Perhaps some forethought should have been in order prior to selecting this personalized Bama tag.
Originality isn't always Twitter's strongest suit.
No expense has been spared
Too sick to imbibe, but awfully proud of the @druidcitybrew bros & their tap takeover tonight. Cheers!
How's your day? #SECCG
Sometimes jerseys are a-ok #SECCG
3 Ttown bars. Large tailgate is large. #SECCG
Seeeeriously, y'all. Santa suit. Wasn't talking shit.
@texashedge you know me too well.
Crowdsource: shave Movember stache or go full Selleck? Bonus feature: me shirtless in bed
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