Daniel goes peanut butter bonkers on his hair. I think he needs to do a write up on this, or at least mention how long he’s been a hair farmer for. Holy fucking crap. Even if you don’t know Daniel from Adam’s Housecat, it’s still a cool series of pictures. Daniel is my Bitchmaster.
Daniel is officially my Oldest Friend Who Will Deign To Be in the Same Room as Me.
His accomplice was the lovely Zan, who resides over yonder.
In Other News: Assault…Is Comin’, Assault…Is Comin’
Tonight I will be seeing Daniel’s shiny head in person, as we are attending DJ Assault together. I’ll be at Bumbershoot tomorrow, but tonight it’s time for some hardcore ghetto tech. Doors at NINE, BREECHES. Hopefully they will be doling out Pussy By the Pound.
Awww, little Strudel footy dance! She’s adorable! I like your funky carpet too…it’s like cool and stuff.
“hair farmer”… that is a genius phrase!
love the boots and the dance!
Holy crap! Daniel is bald, and Strudel is delicious.
hello. I mosied over here via sweetney. I must give you a hell yeah on DJ Assault. Despite the fact that it destroys all but the Pussycat Dolls version of “feminism” in me, I love ghetto tech. and I love your writing, despite the lack of human-to-lj subtitles. ;-)
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