Alreet, If you cant see the pictures then its cos friggin angelfire are dogshit and there is a limit to how many times the site can be viewed in one day. Try again later, or tomorrow or something.
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This guy is nicknamed "The Terrorist" because his real name is Bin. Bin, Bin-Laden, do you get it? Anyway we were getting a bit sick of his 'freestylin' (bursting out into rap without warning for minutes on end) so we abandoned him at a supermarket in the middle of nowhere, stealing his car in the process. This is a pic of him eventually getting back to the apartment carrying a bunch of firewood he had found. He went on to tell us how a girl had given him a lift back to hers and given him his first blow-job! His story was quite detailed and graphic, but it didn't make it any more believable. |
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David Baily eat yer heart oot! |
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Downtown San Francisco |
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Downtown San Francisco |
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Dan shows us how its done, later he would show us and the rest of the onlookers outside a bar in San Francisco how puking your ring up is really done. |
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This guy got round the problem of him being underage and unable to drink by eating a shit-load of these magic mushrooms...... |
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....then set his "Ultimate and extreme crown" on fire, or as he said "giving it a bit of a polish". What a player! |
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On me way |
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Broadway. San Francisco |
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Broadway. San Francisco |
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Goldengate Bridge |
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Fishermans Warf. San Francisco |
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University of California, Berkley. |
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DNA Lounge - Downtown San Francisco |
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DNA Lounge - Sampling the delights of the locals. |
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Bolloxed at the Oxygen Bar in DNA Lounge. Basically you just put that blue thing up your nose and inhale oxygen which has all these flavours infused into it and you can control the flow and flavour ratio and stuff. |
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Driving over the golden gate bridge with some bird I know who lives in San Francisco |
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This is the prison in Novato, California (the SF bay area) where Charles Bronson is serving his sentence. For those of you who don`t know who he is, he is this complete lunatic who was sent to prison for a misdemeaner about 30 years ago, but because of his horrendous behaviour over the years (including several attacks on wardens) it looks like he won`t be getting out for another 80 years. He also holds the world-record for sit-ups. Bugger all else to do in his cell I suppose! |
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Novato |
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I think we know what this is by now |
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Lauren and Allstar |
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View out my hotel window in downtown San Francisco, not that I got to look at it much. |
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Drinking a tall boy behind some dumpsters at the back of a 7/11. Pure class. |
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Allstar and Nicole belt out "I ran" by Flock of Seagulls. We are in a total red-neck bar in Mira Mesa, California. People actually wear cowboy hats and I have only been on this bar once when there has not been a fight of some sort. |
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Guitar solo |
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Dead? Broke? No Problem! Head on down to 'Caskets for Less' to serve all your economical stiff-box needs. Look us up in yellow pages under "I sometimes can`t believe this fucking country"! |
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AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRH!! |
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Me and Isamu venture out for yet another bout of utter Muppetry of the highest order (of course)! |
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4 in the morning when we get back from the binge and decide to phone Maureen Latimer (Stuart Latimer (Potty)'s - a mate from Newcastle, UK) mam) at Percy Street branch of Barclays Bank (where Maureen, or Boreen as we like to refer to her, works). Isamu was gabbering on at the receptionist telling her he was from Tokyo TV and wanted to interview her about Princess Diana's death. |