This guy is always sleeping, and when he is actually awake, his eyes are so far blood shot, it's ridiculous. He looks like he smoked a blunt using his eyes. Oh I understand now, you're trying to smother yourself between your breasts. Succulent.
Anyways, this photo was taken on the way back in from the Cheesecake Factory with Crystal. They have the biggest portions of food known to man. All the food was pretty decent as always, but what drove me to my doom was the fact that I had eaten dinner with my parents shortly before this date. My mom, who only visits a week every 2 months or so from New Jersey, is known to cook my favorite meals all in one sitting. She makes this bangin' Tempura Shrimp that makes me gauge those fucking shrimp right out of their fucking shoes. Damn. Back to the Cheesecake Factory. I learned that Cheesecake factory, is not-so ironically named, after their bangin' cheesecakes. I was immersed in an orgasm of flavor with their Cookie Dough Cheesecake Tower. It was as if I was receiving oral under the table. Shit, get that next time you're there. You'll thank me.
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