hello.
this is my friend mike from VT.

the mustache is real.his parents think he's gay,and
he's pleased to meet you. what's your name?
really?
what nationality are you? (this is something he'd ask because he actually cares about sh*t like that.)
wow-that's fascinating.
were you raised over there?
wow. that must've been wonderful.
his life is so fucking boring.
this pic is from his next door neighbor's yard.

his neighbor said "don't their asses look like vageena's"? i had to agree.

i took some pic's of the night i spent out with my buddy mike.
here's my tale--a night of romance and mishaps.
feel free to tag along.

we met some of his friends at a bar...
exhibit 1) mike with a girl being cockblocked by a gay guy trying out for "dancing with the stars" and chanting 'nobody puts baby in a corner'


his crappy dance moves make me wanna shit on his chest.

he said i couldn't because he has a boyfriend.

i was jealous. i hadn't shAt on anyone in awhile.

exhibit 2) mike dirty dancing again (-this one's for your dad mike)


exhibit 3) until i saw this pic,i didn't believe she had 3 kids at home mike


this guy kept talking about the subtle effects of 'the artist formerly known as PRINCE' on post-partum depression, even though his crappy jewels made me want to slap the weird beard offa his face,but his bf seemed to like it-as you see here.




everyone went back to mikey d's house. you wanna come?

of course you can come over silly, i wouldn't have invited you if i didn't want you to come.

now get your things and let's go!

we're here.


well,after a few phone calls from the neighbors and the security lights going off...we had to go outside and take a glimpse. the two gay fellows were naked as jaybirds-on the front lawn. i have nothing else to say to this,except that naked buttf*ckers do not make very good lawn ornaments.