San Francisco, yo!Whaddup, bad boy, dare to mess with Jespah?!
Heehee...I'm loving these pictures...
kicky you have an evil nature.
Luckily, Brave George promptly removed the offensive weapon and tranquilized Bob with beer.
It wasn't without side-effects however. George pacified himself, too. A little too much.
Those boys look so impish!
What's with the clock radio?
(The hat question has been answered, though, I'm happy.)
Man, Jes has a way intimidating glare... I mean I think I knew that, but man! There has to be a use for that pic on threads where people are acting up -- just copy and paste it and they'll be toeing the TOS line in no time.
Heeheehee...I didn't realize you were all bringing gifts...when you come to NYC I hope you don't forget to bring me something! Anything in a bottle will do...
I just assumed that the clock radio was a gift for someone. And the knife. Am I wrong?
Wow! Do I look ossified. How many times did I fall under the table?
Ya think my hat is funny, Region?! Ya want a piece of me?!
Oh, and thank you for compliments, Bob. I, too, think I'm rather charming. Here are my proofs.
you did not mean tfffffoey, did you?
i didn't see any tofu, anywhere
Love the beard Dag...how's the hormone therapy going?
I must have run them out of Rolling Rock. I remember this goddess sitting across from me. Do you remember the waiter who wanted to sit in my place to do the bill? Luckily I perceived he was overcome with lust and threw him in the lobster pond.
