this picture makes me smile, fuckin ear to ear baby. old roomie and best dog mr. clever hoists up jenjen and carrie, megababes. effortless. goddamn thing of beauty.
i think the posse was on our way to get some champagne for a sunny sunday roof session when the lost soldier jerry s. peeled into our path and executed a text book solo thumbs up. i heart you good sir.
i met this tweaker in the alley next to the hemlock. i think i was choosing to drink sparks outside with chip instead of buying drinks, not really sure but you don't care and it is beside the point. wait, there is no point except he said he was coming back with mushrooms and never did. ass.
barbie high five with hella steez. these dudes are dope ass bros.
nothing like catching rays on the roof and getting strangers to thumbs up you from the street. told you this shit is universal. cheers whoever the fuck you are!
heather gettin the bottles poppin and thumbing. master of multi-ripping.
handsome manwhore Reid bros get the HF and chip steps in for the TU. perfectly executed, a 10...a fucking 10!
short shorts, check. mimosa juice, check. shirts off, check. mustache, double check. tall can just in case, check. that pretty much sums up the fact that our lives do not suck.
amy babe with a cutesy version of the TU at some house party that i remember being pretty kick ass.
textbook. that is all i can say. so much plaid and buds and sleeveless shirts and beards and shitty shades and most importantly all the elements of an A+ HFTU. and i am out, kisses.