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The Missing O.J. Evidence

Welcome to my Online Photo Album. I now have a scanner and I can take take the quotes off of "photo." Kicking off my photo spread will be, of course, MUD photos since most people here would rather see them than my personal shit. I will be expanding this collection constantly, at least until I get all my pics up.


Here's the group shot of the first MUD party I ever attended in Washington, DC. It was Bronx's birthday weekend and here we are outside Dave and Buster's, the coolest chain on Earth. Here are the cast of characters, as they were then.

Top row, left to right :
Mark (Raha, Uln'hyrr), Mohit (Carona, Studs), Adam (Sandman, Nazgul), Greg (Khahan, Nazgul), Me (Hutt, Uruk'hai), Ryan (Joker, Uln'hyrr), Deb (Ryan's Ex)

Bottom row :
Alex (Demon, Uln'hyrr), Pete (Anarchy, Uln'hyrr), Hirsh (Bronx, Uln'hyrr)














Above Right :
Mark, Greg, Me, and Adam in front of Bronx's house. Greg admits to having sex with Buttercup. (I'll try to get a pic for you.) Mark admits to spending 3 hours in an unlit room with Buttercup, but claims, "nothing happened!"

Above Left :
After Dave and Buster's the crew heads to an all-night pool hall for eats. Bronx is wasted, as we all kept buying him drinks for his birthday. Mohit, Greg, Adam and I cracking up at my favorite joke. "What's the difference between Buttercup and parsley?" "Khahan doesn't eat parsley." But where are all the drow?


How the mighty have fallen. Here we see Uln'hyrr clan leader Anarchy guarding the puking remains of a once happy Bronx. Evidently he became too inebriated to cast "remove poison" on himself and had to resort to more barbaric methods. Note the look of disdain upon the face of Pete. "Real drow can handle their liquor!" he thinks. Unbeknowst to Pete, a few days later he will lock himself in a stranger's bathroom and puke everywhere but the toilet, while holding the door closed so his friends can't get in. At the time, I will be drunkenly fondling the breasts of my future girlfriend. Pete will remember none of this because guzzling Jack Daniels and Absolut has made the night hazy. But here we have proof.




Hirsh sleeps well after losing 10 pounds in a public restroom. He'll need a long regen indeed.


Bonus Pic! Sadus Down and Funky!



Who's that Stud? You guessed it, it's the Reclusive Ruler of Dark Castle himself, Sadus! Accompanied by his lovely wife Nyx, Sadus make a rare public appearance, taking a rented Yugo to his Uncle Shemp's wood-paneled basement. Reports have it that he boogied down to the Macarena till the wee hours of Pacific Time. When pressed by his adoring fans, Sadus even took up the microphone of the kareoke machine himself! Young girls swooned as he throatily delivered a thigh-drenching rendition of "Jeremaiah the Bullfrog," before hopping on his uncle's tractor and heading for the chicken pen. Like a hunk of green cheese, this Superstar seems to get funkier with age.


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