Who invited the melon head to the bar? Pew pew, pew pew. Casey's Laser Eyes make fruit salad outta Joey Buttafuoco's ridiculous melon hat. Take that, Guido.
The first day of Kindergarten proved to be a fatal one for Orange Class. After hearing Casey belt out the lyrics to Jeffrey Osborne's magnum opus On The Wings of Love, Orange Class couldn't help but dish out the boos. Only Julie, The Golden Child, was spared, as she's also a huge "Bachelor" fan. Casey's laser eyes will teach Korea a lesson about knockin' a cheesy, over-produced American "reality" television show. Take that, Peanut Gallery.
Laser Eyes Fooseball: Casey goes for the kill. And also, no drinks on the table, man.
3.18.2010
*Editor's Note: due to extreme mid-week drunkenness and debauchery, the editor was too retarded to commentate this post. She is sorry, especially considering the phallic nature of the photo and the many possibilities it would have afforded her. She will not let Casey or her Laser Eyes down again.
Although Mr's T's rogue fist can easily defeat Pablo Escobar's coke-atrophied-pathetic-excuse-for-a-manly-arm arm, they're both no match for Casey's Laser Eyes. Go TEAM!
Casey's always gotta be the dopest hottie in the club. Ain't no miniature business woman hand fairy gonna outshine her. At least not with the Laser Beam Death Glare. ZAP! Working Girl goes down!
Having successfully completed George Fox University's online course, "Laser Eyes 101," Casey has graduated to lasering stone. That stone's no match for her red hot laser beams.
"There's no hay at this wedding, Farmer. Step aside." Casey shows no shame when confronting her attacker. She goes straight for the heart, ass, and cajones. Keep it real, Casey!
Even on vacation, Casey's Laser Eyes are at the height of efficiency, slewing a wading cow and a drifting schooner all while working on her tan. Way to go, Casey!
When Vanessa politely suggested bringing along her furry friend to da club, Casey's Laser Eyes were havin' none of it. Rabbits and clubs don't mix, Vanessa.