Am I in fucking high school? I got up this morning and noticed that my lovely friend got a little carried away and I look like I got into a fight with a fucking vacuum cleaner, grrrrrrrrr!!!
I always hated that shit, I pretty much summed it up as staking your claim to someone. I don't like the idea of that very much at all.
A while back my buddy drew a dick on my friends face with a black sharpie while he was passed out. Couldn't get it to come off the next morning and had to call in to work. We now refer to him as "dickface".