The Stonewall Inn
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@greenlybeans-blog
i thought this was my last post but whatever. Some photography I did while in Boston. I thought this one came out pretty good.
Boston, MA from the Lenox hotel on Flickr.
TD Bank Garden
in-my-crosshairs started following you
If you don't look like fuckin' roadkill then I don't know what does. Welcome to Boston. Wanna beer?
I’ve seen people mentioning this song on my dash all fucking day. So naturally this shits been stuck in my head all day. Time to return the favor fuckers.
Pairing:Â Smecker/Greenly Rating:Â R, for swearing and sexual situations. Summary:Â Paul Smecker swears that if anyone tries to tell him that he won't know what he has until it's gone, he's going to shoot them in the face. Nevertheless, Greenly's been shot and he absolutely, positively, pretty much doesn't give a damn.
Got me a fuckin’ Kraft Dinner feast goin’ on. This is what they serve in heaven, I think. Kraft Dinner ‘n hot dogs. And beer.
Smecker not treatin’ ye? -grins-
Smecker’s got me sleepin’ on his damn pokey-ass couch ‘til I get my shit squared around. Man’s got a goddamned spare room and he makes me sleep on the couch.
-whistles- Someone’s in the dog house.
You shut your Irish face, I ain’t nobody’s fuckin’ dog! *scowls*
-grins- Maybe yer not his dog… but ‘t certainly seems like yer his bitch!
*makes a rather weak attempt to whack at him* Jesus fuckin’-a christ! The fuck is wrong with you? Can’t leave well enough alone?
-ducks out of the way- Nope!
I'll have you know I ain't anyone's fuckin' bitch, or their dog, or any other goddamn animal-related term your stunted brain thinks up. Alright? Alright. Jesus, I was gonna offer you supper, too.
Got me a fuckin’ Kraft Dinner feast goin’ on. This is what they serve in heaven, I think. Kraft Dinner ‘n hot dogs. And beer.
Smecker not treatin’ ye? -grins-
Smecker’s got me sleepin’ on his damn pokey-ass couch ‘til I get my shit squared around. Man’s got a goddamned spare room and he makes me sleep on the couch.
-whistles- Someone’s in the dog house.
You shut your Irish face, I ain’t nobody’s fuckin’ dog! *scowls*
-grins- Maybe yer not his dog… but ‘t certainly seems like yer his bitch!
*makes a rather weak attempt to whack at him* Jesus fuckin'-a christ! The fuck is wrong with you? Can't leave well enough alone?
‘u’
ahmedabab theme - boondock saints ost
Got me a fuckin’ Kraft Dinner feast goin’ on. This is what they serve in heaven, I think. Kraft Dinner ‘n hot dogs. And beer.
Smecker not treatin’ ye? -grins-
Smecker’s got me sleepin’ on his damn pokey-ass couch ‘til I get my shit squared around. Man’s got a goddamned spare room and he makes me sleep on the couch.
-whistles- Someone’s in the dog house.
You shut your Irish face, I ain't nobody's fuckin' dog! *scowls*
miss mountain - boondock saints ost
ok seriously i’m leaving now
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and this my friends, is why we have a 9 game winning streak.Â
Got me a fuckin’ Kraft Dinner feast goin’ on. This is what they serve in heaven, I think. Kraft Dinner ‘n hot dogs. And beer.
Smecker not treatin’ ye? -grins-
Smecker's got me sleepin' on his damn pokey-ass couch 'til I get my shit squared around. Man's got a goddamned spare room and he makes me sleep on the couch.