I'm Sasquatch. You can call me Sas, Squatch, Sassy, Sassafras, or any other variation of the name you can think of. I play alto saxophone, and I can kind of sing. Lady Gaga is my inspiration and I like her ass Emotional wreck. Big hair
it is september 20th, the technical start of the autumn season. you sigh to yourself, letting the baseball cap in your hands fall to the ground. it’s no longer summer. your hat is off your head, and not worn backwards. it is no longer time to fucking party.
Why should I pick you?:
Why do you even want to date me?:
I swear to God I’m just going to keep reblogging until I finally get a response
LOOK. IT’S EVERY SINGLE STEREOTYPE ABOUT MEN’S RIGHTS ACTIVISTS PUT INTO ONE HANDY-DANDY DEMOGRAPHICS SURVEY SO IT CAN BE STATISTICALLY VALIDATED!! [x]
This needs to be brought to attention IMMEDIATELY!!!!!
I don’t even understand what they’re expecting anymore. if they can lie to us to our face and us KNOW the truth, what power do we have , then?
|Football player:||-does the fumble thing-|
|Marching band member who understands football:||Well he soiled that.|
|Random Clarinetist behind him:||SOILED IT. SOILED IT.|
|Entire band:||SOILED IT. SOILED IT. SOILED IT. SOILED IT.|
|Band Director:||-rolls eyes, continues with life-|
theres this facebook group going on for worlds hottest teen and look