hey craig, i heard you were imagining my box earlier. well, i was imagining your ribbon. wanna get together after the show and wrap some presents? wink wink
GIANNA
Jesus
fucking
CHRIST, Craig.
I mean, goddamn, the Craigy fandom is like the ONE fandom on Tumblr that isn’t wracked with drama, so don’t bring that shit around here. Just DON’T. We don’t give a fuck. We will laugh you right out of the basement. Whether you’ve been a fan for a hundred years or two seconds, we don’t fucking care, you’re here NOW. Join us, come play with us, just don’t be a fucking douchewagon, ‘kay? ‘Kay.
This has been an RSA PSA brought to you by Mama Pigeon.
Oh, Craigy love. Weekends are too long without you.
I bet you like him standing over you like that, like you’ve been slightly mischievous and he’s just waiting for you to be a smart ass, because then he has to call you out on your bad behavior and it just dissolves into filthy sex in the museum… 0:)
Applauding your existence in general, boys. Happy Birthday to my two favorite filthy fuckers, both of whom own substantial property in my pants heart. ♥
