Okay, before you scroll down listen to what I have to say. Those picture above were from a sausage party we went to at Rutgers New Brunswick. This place was filled with asbestos (Melissa will correct my spelling later) so we didn't feel safe. After pounding a FEW beers we decided to head out to the greese trucks in hopes of finding some beings that were well--fuckable (not me baby im not doing anybody). So as we are chillen eating some sandwiches pump decides that he can't leave the premises without attempting a suicide mission. Well the pictures will speak for themselves but for those of you who don't know the A-team I will brief you some more. I think I would rather run through Bhagdad with a president Bush mask on than attempt what Michael J. Silpoch did. He talked to these GRENADES that you will surely feel threatened by in this next picture. Pump thought that he would get away with this and nobody would find out, but luckily I had a camera hidden in my coat pocket and caught the action! When I asked pump to take the picture he couldn't say no because he is a nice guy. Well now you are paying dearly!
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