just after valentino landed a goody on this gem, i asked that he poise one for my blog. he landed it a million times better this try.
battle scars. bloodbath mess.
nasty warms one up on macba's four block.
then hucks some of these airwalkers.
then we went to paral.lel, where claimin' carl wanted to get reeeeeeal nasty.
upon further observation, he bailed it and bought me a drink for the hassle.
a few days later, i thought i'd be a superhero and attack this ledge. this is a re-enactment of what happened, and i do believe that i jacked my wrist, scraped up my chest, bruised my other wrist, and chapsticked my hip. good times, old man.
the night before the slam, i burnt my finger on some soup. check the blister.
shocker, aint it.
some groundage.
went to labyrinth again, so the boys could check it out. here's some fag-less flowers.
then a fag decided to hop in there and valentino it up
and then nasty got real emotional and wanted to frolick in the flowers as well
the boys, ready to embark on the trail of awesomeness
nasty in a hole
valentino in a hole
mine self in a hole
pondering the meaning of life...
lookout view of labyrinth
fartsy shartsy
nasty peaking over the poor statue lady
valentino decided to break some more rules, and hopped out to the fountain
...and some more rules were then broken.
room with a view
guess who didn't come out of the labyrinth first? you guessed it. valentino on the final stretch.
and in last place........the nasty!
forbidden garden
don't know what's shakin in this sect.
nasty getting in the way of a nice view
ahhhhhh...the nice view. looks like some jurassic park-ness.
oscar, trimming hedges.
he don't sleep. gets the job done.
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