I don't know if you can really enjoy looking at these pictures, maybe you can, I think it would be something to look at while your 200 copies are being pumped out at your office job, something that is mildly amusing, perhaps lightly inspiring?
So I get a card with a note on the back saying "sorry for sending late!" - its a (late) B-Day card from my grandparents. This is by far the sauciest card they have ever sent me. There is something in the air...
Meet Tyrone, the squirel who lives part-time in my backyard. At first I thought he wanted to kick my ass, but then I figured out he wants my nuts.
So I give him some, and he runs around until he finds a good spot, digs a hole, puts the nut in and fills the whole complete with a cute little dirt pack with his tiny claws.
"What up, Ed? Where my nuts bitch? I know you gots more o' dem muthafuckas layin' 'round up in there."
Ridiculous, I know - but Tyrone's a bad-ass who lives on the streets.
Los Angeles...
Down low...
Up high...
In a store.
I don't know if Sonic Lee comes here anymore, but he may be down for a Stacy photo. Look at all those midgets with Amber! L to R: Chrissy, Amanda, Melissa, Stacy, Amber, Deanna.
And then God struck us dead with a fireball from heaven for looking at Terry Richardson and Robert Mapelthorpe books.
Amber groping Stacy's butt.
Now we've got ourselves a photo shoot!
Posted August 7th, 2009 by Again, this is for the two...