earthtoandrea:
What is this, a post-prom party?
earthtoandrea:
Handshakes.
earthtoandrea:
No, the other way.
earthtoandrea:
There you go.
earthtoandrea:
They make the best faces.
earthtoandrea:
So painful that it's good.
earthtoandrea:
They were giving each other massages all night.
earthtoandrea:
"And that is why you don't wear shirts with holes"
earthtoandrea:
"eets like eets like eets like...DUNJOZ"
earthtoandrea:
His shirt is so prophetic.
earthtoandrea:
After a slight wardrobe tweak, who can resist him?
earthtoandrea:
Don't go, Eddie!
earthtoandrea:
Don't lie. You liked it.
earthtoandrea:
It's a good look for you, Garrett.
earthtoandrea:
Four to a bed.