Just Carl

Carl [kahrl] -noun
1. A strong, robust fellow, especially a strong manual laborer. 2. A miser; an extremely thrifty person. 3. A 27 year old Irish guy living in America with too much to say and not enough people to listen.

justcarl:

Oh get on with it, American Pie and Best Friend, just fuck each other already.

Oh, they actually did two episodes later. Season two is a bit of a predictable snore fest, to be honest. 

The alzheimer’s woman made me sad though.

For some reason I’m looking at things that could get me deported. I just envisioned a situation where someone’s yelling “That’s it, that’s the last straw, we’re sending you back to Ireland” at me.

And honestly, I think my reaction would just be: “Oh. Fair enough.”. 

Free flights, motherfuckers.

Oh get on with it, American Pie and Best Friend, just fuck each other already.

Do you live better in chaos or structure?

I just came to the conclusion that the answer to this question is the difference between people who I just know and have around, and people I can actually be friends with and have proper relationships with. 

Which is which? I’m not gonna say.

It’s important to note that many people think they’re one or the other, but really they’re not. So I guess it’s more about my perspective of how you live your life, rather than what you think you are. 

Anyway, just thoughts from the toilet.

justcarl:

Oh great, Meth Teeth is now Mega Meth Teeth.

Aww, now she’s just Teeth. I’ll have to come up with a new name for her.

Oh great, Meth Teeth is now Mega Meth Teeth.

"What’s the best thing you’ve ever dressed up as?"

justcarl:

I’m paraphrasing a couple of questions in my ask box, pretty much asking the above. I wanted to answer in a new post instead of a reply, because it’s easier this way to post photos.

The one time I ever made any effort was when a friend of mine needed a model to turn into an old man for her make-up design college exam thingy… well, she made all the effort, but that’s not the point!

This is how it turned out (I even got to wear old man clothes!)

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The 2nd part of the exam was giving me a fake burn.

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I then went on to spend the rest of the day with the hair as it was. I loved it.

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As awesome as it was, that was just a once off. My favourite usual costume is my hippy/jesus/indian/weirdo thing.

First time I wore it, I showed up as a hippy, but there was a guy dressed as a priest there and he kept referring to me as Jesus, so it stuck.

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You can see my hippy drum thing resting on the table there, while I beat up this young lady. I also had hippy satchel-thing and hippy flute-thing. Oh and hippy jewellery. You can only see my neck, but there were tons of things on my wrists. They’re actually right in front of me on my cork board… i’ll take a photo…

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At this particular party, I went around stealing everyone else’s stuff.

Lollipop
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This guy
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And then I stole a pirate hat and become hippy-jesus-alcoholic-pirate guy.
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But it all got a little too much for me in the end…
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And those are my favouritistest dress-up things.

Someone asked about the white hair and makeup I referenced earlier. This is what I was talking about.

Getting tired of your shit, Alex. 

OK if this new season is entirely in a new prison with new people, I’m out. Still annoyed about the season one ending. I didn’t sign up for this. 

Anonymous said: Bruh the season one ending fucked w me but honestly it got so much better in season two. please watch it, u won't be disappointed :)

I trust you, bruh.