Guess who solved the Great Mystery of the Missing Jam.

B, L… looks like I won this time.

prattymatty:

It was

I was

at least a month

this game

and then Mello

and his big stupid feet

and it’s

broken

and

oh my fucking Christ just leave me here to die

after my horrible demise of drowning in my own tears you can all duke it out for the pizza box fort in my room I don’t even care I bequeath nothing to any of you you can fight for it, Super Smash Bros.-style

Matt what the fuck are you talking about

awful-alliteration:

Source

Please never hug me again.

plastic-parts:

mmmello:

plastic-parts:

Who put these cameras in my room?

Do you not remember the discussion we had?

Refresh my memory. I’m a little tired from searching my room for more cameras.

I’ve found 22 so far.

Okay, but you’ve got to leave them there. You can’t blackmail a governor with a nonexistent tape.

not-so-just:

I will never forget the day that, while strolling through an nondescript area, I was suddenly come upon by small masses of a pink, gelatinous substance. The smell was  unpleasant.

I have some theories, but you’re probably better off not knowing.

plastic-parts:

This was the morning after I had forgotten to take off some accessories my client had purchased for me the night before.

Mello was quite disturbed.

It was early and you were creepy. Also, you are no longer permitted to post pictures or any other graphic depictions of my morning face.