Snap Chat (Part XXIV)

Happy 21st Birthday to our sweet baby Amelie. 

Belieb dat.

Nom nom nom. 

Thats easy. Fla-kwarv-ria.

USA, all the way.

It's basically like sticking a gerbil's
watering system up there.

Dedication.

Children these days are going
to grow up being psychopaths.

"Dog" Shit.

"HELLO. MY NAME IS CYNTHIA. "

It's only $5? What a deal!

Happy 21st birthday, you loon.

Tinder Escapades: 

This one was just too sweet.

Happy Tuesday, ya filthy animals. 

Snap Chat (Part XXIII)

     I was fortunate to have the chance of participating in the Red Dress Run in New Orleans this past weekend. Here's an exciting snap video from yours truly.

Setting the bar for photobombs.

Roll Tide!

How is Treasure taking up half
of the screen?

UH, IT'S MARY KATE OLSEN. 

She's going to be a (my) lawyer one day.

This needs to be a bumper sticker.

If it's not fenced in, no invite
necessary. 

Taco Bell? Check. Goth girl? Check. 

But you can be happy if you've
a mind to. 

Fo mo', fo fo', fo sho'.

Tinder Escapades: 

I think you're taken, Kurt. 

Hope y'all have a superb week, see you next time. Send snaps to: sydneyfletcher1@gmail.com or add me on Snapchat: @sydneyfletcherz

Snap Chat (Part XXII)

Happy 22nd Snapchat post! 

DTR with Ben and Jerry. 

The face of shame and pain.

It's frightening to wonder why there
is toilet paper on the seat.

 So inviting. 

"But the Baby Back Ribs are to die for!" 

Who sells frowning face necklaces?

The XXX Petting Zoo.

What if you keep the lid off though...? 

Until you turn around and all the fun is ruined. 

Looks like Samara from The Ring got to you. 

Tinder Escapades: 

Have a good week ladies and gents. Send snaps to sydneyfletcher1@gmail.com or on Snapchat: @sydneyfletcherz

Snap Chat (Part XXI)

Happy Tuesday to all of my wonderful viewers! Thanks to y'all, the blog has reached 25,000 views! Y'all rock. Dad, stop clicking on the link every 5 minutes, it doesn't work that way. 

See? Being a woman is hard. 

I can't imagine this diagnosis. 

Don't pay attention to the guy with the blue hair.  

Brokeback Mountain 2

Someone needs to open a bar called "The Mullet" and it will be a
cocktail/wine bar in the front and a kegger in the back.

Get rich or die tryin. 

These children are our future. 

I think he's just watching a screensaver... 

You don't want to order the "waffle taco" from this one.

Go-Getter-minated, Obama. 

Tinder Escapades: 

Thanks ladies and gents, send snaps to: @sydneyfletcherz! 

Snap Chat (Part XX)

Get ready to be super excited because we've got a new segment now on the blog. Thanks to Taylor Roy, I am proud to introduce "Tinder Escapades" and all that comes along with it. I've decided to post one at the end of the blog to keep the thrill in your life alive. You're welcome. 

What's more disturbing is that she's sitting
 on the most uncomfortable seat ever. 

Some have toasters. We have rats. 

Because life is absolutely unfair. 

His girlfriend sent me this, so it's not horrible.

Who has a coat hanger?  

Cue you looking down at your pants. 

Lively bunch.

No-Slip Grip, GUARANTEED.

The wedding ring was a rabbit's foot.

What's next? Snorting Anthrax? 

And now, introducing "Tinder Escapades" (and the crowd goes wild!!!!):

That is absolutely terrifying, no thank you. Send snaps to @sydneyfletcherz.