My Flask Came, Bitches!

Can I get a woot woot?!

For some reason I felt the need to send this picture to my mom, and I'm not sure if she was more concerned with the fact that a) I bought an Edward flask, b) I couldn't wait to get inside to open the package or c) The shit shipped from Hong Kong and she thinks I'm going to get poisoned. I assured her that a) Who doesn't need a flask with Edward on it?!?!?!, b) I've been waiting for this fucker for weeks. Damn straight I opened it in my car and c) Meh....at least I'll die drunk and happy with Edward in my hands.

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