Today I Learned What "phishing" Is And Boy, It's Nasty Stuff

Going to a tag team birthday bash tomorrow night, celebrating the birth of my friend Sandra and the equally important birth of her friend Stacey. Elton and his "special friend" Bernie Taupin taught me a long time ago that Saturday night is alright for fighting, so at this party, I plan on smoking crack, huffing gasoline, snorting peyote, licking the back of an African poisionous toad and then punching someone in the face for no reason whatsoever and then removing all my clothes and attemping to savagely rape a snowman.

Yeah. That's what I call a weekend.



Another pic from last week's photo day.

Who do you think you are? You think you're all that? Go fuck yourself.