He lies!
One time in High School I was messing with photoshop right? So here goes the door bell a ringin'. Guess who it is?! My buddy Ed (Mupepe!) with some ACQUAINTANCES; Rubin Solez, an ape who's as hairy as my pubes in the winter who happens to be a druggy and his cousin Tommy, a cigarillo who wears 1980's tight blue jeans and has rosy red cheeks.
So anyways, I open the door and they all start laughing. I don't know why they are but then I notice my fly is open. Apparently they're cracking up because Tommy suggested they shouldn't bother me because I'd most likely be too busy jacking off. Woop.
I TELL THEM EXPLICITLY THAT I WAS USING PHOTOSHOP AND PROVE IT TO THEM.
The next day I'm in band class and Ed is telling a few fucks about our adventures the day prior. He told this Japanese chick we knew who had HUMONGOUS TITS that he, Ruben, and Tommy the cigarillo caught me jacking off the day prior. Ruined my goddamn day that bastard! The rest of the day, people from band class asked me if I had washed my hands upon approaching me.
THAT BASTARD.
