Suck My Straw

"Who quits drinking?   — — - I’ll tell you. People are talk to friggin’ cups with faces an’       — what the hell’re those? Hands?”

   x. — -  man, i’ve   got   t’ quit drinkin’.

"Please tell me I ain’t the only one who sees this.”

"I know, I know. I am incredibly attractive. But please, keep your pants on. I'm not into men."

"You stole my cat.. I should burn you." 

"You better get your fucking head checked. This is my cat. His name is Mr. Sparkles."

Meet my new piece, Master Shake #burnitdown

Noah cannot help but be worried about his mental health at this point. He is either positive that he has gone insane or is seriously baked. Noah did smoke today so the second choice could be possible. Damn man, he needs to lay off on the weed if that even is the cause of him seeing a giant, talking milkshake. “Why is your cat named Mr. Sparkles if it’s a girl?” Of all the questions to ask, that was his question. Way to go Noah. “Master Shake? Are you a rapper or something?”