kriss arms

  • America: do you want to know how I actually hurt my arm
  • Kriss: yes
  • America: southern rebels shot me during a secret meeting outside the palace in which Maxon and I negotiated with the northern rebels. I did it for fitness and fun
  • Kriss: oh my god
  • America: I've mastered all the moves. The zig-zag, the hide-behind-a-dumpster, and the scream-while-Marlee-stitches-up-your-arm.
  • Kriss: why are you telling me this
  • America: because no one will ever believe you
  • Kriss: you sick son of a bitch

Forgot to upload this one.

This is for all the people that think my Super V is an airshit gun.

Get fucked.