Tectone

This is about unsub now. This is our wedding. Give me that dress, bitch. Eli, cross-dressing IRL.

At the reception. Yeah.

At the reception. Yeah.

At the reception. Yeah.

I mean, that'd be wild.

I mean, that'd be wild.

I mean, that'd be wild.

Oh, man.

Oh, man.

Oh, man.

I texted the chat this morning, like our fucking unsub group chat. I looked at my DMs, like my DM requests, and it is like two fucking pages of people just like every message is thank you for your service.

I texted the chat this morning, like our fucking unsub group chat. I looked at my DMs, like my DM requests, and it is like two fucking pages of people just like every message is thank you for your service.

I texted the chat this morning, like our fucking unsub group chat. I looked at my DMs, like my DM requests, and it is like two fucking pages of people just like every message is thank you for your service.

I just texted that to the chat and I said, fuck you.

I just texted that to the chat and I said, fuck you.

I just texted that to the chat and I said, fuck you.

He just woke up before sending him this shit. If I could travel back in time and undo my appearance on that Veterans Day episode, my cortisol would go from here to here instantly.

He just woke up before sending him this shit. If I could travel back in time and undo my appearance on that Veterans Day episode, my cortisol would go from here to here instantly.

He just woke up before sending him this shit. If I could travel back in time and undo my appearance on that Veterans Day episode, my cortisol would go from here to here instantly.

If I could just go back in time, like End of Deadpool 2 style, just unplug my phone charger.