Mandatory Bloggery: Starts with a Biscuit Ends with a Biscuit.

Once again I am neglecting the blog. 

Nonetheless I am definitely taking photos and filming shit every which way I stumble.

Enjoy.

Late nite wanna-be Dr. Evil portraits.

No...

Not bad...

Pretty goooooooood....

Nailed it! A very young Biscuit.

Im hungry! Feed me kitty!

Post skate trip bucket of beers. 'Nuff said.

Down but not out.

This stuff. It's better than Jager. We were going pretty shit house with that stuff for a while. 

I decided to love my liver a little more these days.

My office. Very comfy. Im getting arm rests installed and a foot warmer.

clay skater

This is a constant reminder my kitty likes to give me. Its his wat of saying "I love you" but in a way that makes you clean up stacks of papers when you come home from work.

Little salamanders found in the back yard while gardening.

No pain no gain. Getting sacked on a wide skatepark hubba ain't fun, but atleast Im not mashing my balls. 

Parallel universe Stinky.

Ive had plenty of almond logs crawl outta' my ass in my day. Except I call them destructive trees screaming from my bunghole.

Gave it a try. Better than Bud Light and Bud Light lime.

Captured by Robots. It was my third time seeing them. The previous time I saw them I heckled the lead singer every minute I could, screaming "WORST BIRTHDAY EVER!!!!"

Then he proceeded to have me kicked out of the bar.

So naturally when he gave me a chance to speak into the microphone this time around I definitely let him have it. "WORST BIRTHDAY EVER!"

I definitely was, although ot was very entertaining.

Trying to get artsy taking a pic through somebody else's screen. No dice.

The singer was a total weirdo. And I mean that in the most complimentary way possible.

WormTits loves to climb when he's drunk. 

Donald Gately strutting off into the night as he is known to do.

Getting creepy.

Creeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeepy.

Did I mention we are working on a garden?

Memorial skatepark. This place fucking rules. Its in the 'hood but man its loaded with rippers!

Unearthed an old pond of some sort.

WormTits singin' "work Mexican, work!"

Baby grave.

Drive thru. Very legit.

Getting weird at the pay window.

Adobada fucking french fries. Thats my shit!

Ends with a Biscuit.

EatFiend

-Sgt.Baconator