Wolfpack is dead

It's official, the wolfpack is dead at approx. 8:20 PM. The ride was fun but like every good book, it has to have an ending. But let us not dwell on this sad day but commemorate this new chapter in our lives. A chapter of hope, healing, love, peace and brand new bowl haircuts. Let us remember the good times like Haze saying "I don't mean to tune my own horn" or Haze thinking that veal is "baby lamb". Or how Ratchet is a fat bastard that rolls around in cookie dough all day. Or that Bigmac cuts his hair using barbed wire and a bowl.

In Memoriam

3rd Ridget: aka, The Beast, ♥♥♥♥♥ Slayer, King of Sting, The brother who will ♥♥♥♥ you mother, Bollywood's Biggest Star, Brad Pitt's Twin Brother, etc...

Haze: aka, The Sicilian Slumdog, Burrito Bandit, Mexico's fastest grasshopper, The lawnmowing bautista, Basketball head, and Taco Turner

Bigmac: aka, Lil' Whitey, Justin Beleiber, Pizza Faced Prom Queen, Lil' MacDaddy, Puppy Chow, and the stockroom attendant at aisle 13 at Safeway

Ratchet: aka, Snorlax, Fried Chimichunga, Vehicular Manchomper, the Beast who eats, The Count of Monty Fistmyass, and Butter tits

Honorable Mentions

Barbie aka MILF of the Year
Paige aka Honknosed slutbucket
Blade aka the dude that will suck your ♥♥♥♥ for 5 bucks
Hopscotch aka Burittozilla(real thing) killa
Janae aka the Jew that wont die
Zmole aka Ridget's bottom ♥♥♥♥♥
Katt Devious aka Not a real cat
Fireball aka white Nicki Minaj


I want to thank you all for making the last two years of my life an amazing pleasure (no ♥♥♥♥). Without you I would not be here. I also want to give a shout out to Angus, even though he's really retarded and types in paragraphs. Here's to you Angus, you autistic ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ *raises drink *.

Parting words. Enomini Patri Espiritu Spanky. Blessed be the father, the son, and the holy spirit.