After breaking down last night, we ran into some ripping coppers who took some time to fuck off with us for a minute despite the following facts:
• When they pulled up, someone was laying in the road and throwing cans at a beeping car’s windshield.
• Our front seat was littered with beer cans.
• That tie-dye fucker on the right is obviously carrying/on some heavy weed.
• One of our party was arrested minutes earlier for peeing in a police car gas tank in the next town over.
The Banned 4 DVD is now available in the web store. Amongst the two-wheeled action lies an entire Casselberry party section, so know that it’s entertainment for the whole family, not just BMX nerds. Continue in to watch the trailer! (more…)
This picture is pretty confusing but I can tell you there are at least three people, two beers and one penis in it. Figure it out yourself.
There’s something about a furry man flying through the night sky with no clothes on that just makes you want to say Amen.
Imagine trying to force the contents of a one gallon jug out of the small mouthpiece in less than two seconds. Some people call it ‘making room’.
It’s been a whole year since the massacre. July 4th 2009, I remember it like it was yesterday… (more…)
If you’ve never heard of Café Risqué, it’s a strip club/breakfast diner in Florida and their slogan is ‘tits n grits’. Roast beef sandwiches aren’t on the menu, but I haven’t seen so many since the last time I went to Arby’s. A perfect stop for for the hungry and horny traveller. Don’t forget your one-time-use pocket pussy at the register.
After being out on the jet for a weeks with no one to pick up the slack, this site started looking pretty barren. I was quick to realize that there aren’t as many crackheads outside of Casselberry, Florida to photograph. Everybody can thank our friend Brien, shown here feeding someone a smelly chicken, for taking care of shipping problems– he sent out some free stickers and buttons for compensation as well so sit tight! New post every day this week?
Kyle Painter is one of my favorite subjects to observe and document. And above is part of the reason why. Another reason is because he got expelled when he was in middle school for fingering his two math partners during class. We love him so much, he even has his own category in our post archive. Good kid, he’s a good kid.
Gettin funky at summer barbecues. You know how I know you’re gay? Because your eyes went straight to the shrimp instead of the titties.
