You people are fucked up.


And I mean that in the best possible way.

Guess what I found?

More pictures!

More drawing on Vibe's head:

One of the few times Trainer took his hands off Cros

DeadBoy, for once without silly string on his face.

Trainer gives good thumb.

"Don't we look like brothers?"

oh, and after brightening this one up a bit, i must say this picture has a most adorable quality to it:
awwwww...

Somewhere between cleaning up and the Silly String Massacre Part II

SpongeBob doing his Skeeter impersonation

I'll let Cros explain this one:

Skeeeeetaaaaaahhhhhh!

Skeeeetaaaahhh!!! At the butt-crack of dawn, I snuck out of the Balz+Emi+Grim-20%-less-than-an-average-sized-twin bed, to the eeriest thing ever... Skeet asleep in the lotus position, facing the front door. I said:

"Skeet..." "SKEET!"

"What the fuck are you doing."

He just rocked back and forth real slow like. So I took the glass of absinthe nearest his corner of the coffee table and left the room to pick on Spongey. Next afternoon, Abby is headed out the front door and says... "Fuck, that's nice... someone pissed on the door."

I just chuckled.

So THAT'S what happened!

I just kept the whole sichuacion to myself since Skeet was the only fellar nice enough to protect us from the wrath of the Sharpie. I think no less of him. I just wish he would've given Vibe a golden shower that way the coont wouldn't have spent half the morning cramming his metro-soap in his hairy place.

What is with you NW kidz? Lift, sip, swallow... how hard can it be?

Thanx Ned and Ian, the Suissasse cleared the clog. Grate stuff.

How the hell did skeeter manage to get down there for that?

It's called dedication.

Sounds like I could use some of this dedication.

A hook-up to cheap flights doesn't hurt either.

My favorite Abby quote was when she returned home Saturday morning, groaned and said "My house smells like ass"

Our girl has the heart of a warrior.

My kitchen still has a little assiness to it, but the rest of the house is okay.

Although, every time I go to use my toothbrush or conditioner, I keep thinking about Grimmy left alone in my bathroom and all the things he might have done.

Oh, and I almost forgot the whole point of the fest...

Um, the booze:

And one more--as promised, Vibe's shoes:

(minus the flipflops he was wearing)

There was also a pair of adidas shelltoes in rotation that weekend. Their absence from that photo leads me to believe that they were involved in yet another sordid Grim Adventure.

All
Day
I
Dream
About
Sex


(and they say i didn't learn anything in gradeschool.)

Or in Grim's case:

All
Day
I
Drain
A
Sherman

Abby's new favorite site.

Abby would like me to tell you that she hates you, you bastard.
She'd tell you herself, but she changed the email addy she has connected to the Lounge so she's re-validating and she can't post.

grate.

fuck you.


like your avatar, though.

http://www.joslinhall.com/sp-clowns.htm

played.

Played what? Hide the salami?

I would like to say that I did NOT piss on Abby's door.

As for the stains on the shirt, I have no memory of that. Fire away.

I'm glad I didn't go. There doesn't appear that there was enough booze drinking.

See, you would have been proud on Friday. There was so much beer consumed... There was much alcohol consumed Saturday as well.

I wish you were there. Grim's hand got tired after a while... you could have took over. And can you imagine a battle of the Metros? East meets West in a shoe wearing, hair styling battle of teh hotness!

Um, no. There will be NO BEER at LCLF.

Hey, just because it only takes one drink to get you in a dress doesn't mean we didn't do our fair share.

It takes no drinks to get me in a dress, but still - there was too much beer eating and not enough booze drinking.

That was Skeeter's fault.
He kept making liquor store runs to get away from Grim.

I'm sure when Abby reads that it takes no booze to get you into a dress, she'll definitely show up at LCLF.

I'm there.

There will be NO eating of beer nor drinking of that from the Land of Bogs crap, neither.

There certainly are a lot of rules.

I thought you HATED rules?

Rules are just grate, as long as I'm the one making them.

Don't blame Skeeter. He was the one pushing all morning saturday for another beer run, after we stuck the clown in the fridge?

Jack forgets that the last LCLF had a hefty beer eating component. And, a Dinky knee eating component as well.

I'm all for having Skeet in charge of buying beer.
I have lots of goodies left in my fridge.

By the way, I still haven't found my keys.
The ones you were talking 'bout Skeet were my bank/PO keys.
My regular set of house/car keys are still MIA.

They didn't get put in any of my bags. I'd be quite surprised if they did, too, since they were MIA when you picked me up.

Maybe they ran away.
Couldn't blame them one bit.

Not after seeing what happened to the dog.