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8:05 a.m. - 2005-03-18 So below you’ll see some photos from our trip to Hollywood/Universal Studios/wherever. Hope you enjoy. It was a bitch to do. And I apologize for the mis-sizing/placement/ect of the photos. I jest dun’t git it.
I have never been know for my photography skillz. I’ve outlined the Hollywood sign. For those of you who care.
Foreigner + Ripley’s Believe It Or Not! + Marilyn made out of shredded dollar bills = A good time apparently.
I had the urge to break up with him after this. He was so proud.
This was the only one I could find that wasn’t lame. I mean, it’s fucking Indiana.
It kinda grossed me out to realize how many other people had put there head or some other body part in there…
Please notice the look on his face. Like he’s really standing there with them. Like he’s there pal.
Here we are with the whole world on our shoulders. And may I say fantastic legs?
Our classic drunken appearance. Don’t we look normal?
And finally, this is why I come back to Arizona. Each and every night looks like this, or some variation thereof. That’s hard to beat.
Throw in a gorgeous guy that was custom made for me, and it’s the perfect picture. Ciao.
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