Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, I’ve had about eighty billion people riding my not-insubstantial ass, telling me to get the DTF photos that I (and Mauvaise) took. Well, despite the fact that I am about four weeks behind in my schoolwork, have no free time in the evenings due to the two shows I’m working on, and I’ve been sick as a dog (which, I understand, are pretty sick) for a week, I DID IT. Now can you people start having some concern about my physical and mental condition? No? Damn.
Oh well.
Anyway, I know that I said that I had 77 pictures, but I cut that down by a few when I realized that some were near-duplicates, or just plain looked stupid (like I have a picture of half of Heloise’s chine and Johnny L.A.'s arm, or something like that).
Also, I think I put off the DTF pictures for several days just to piss off Joey Hemorrhoid.
Yay SPOOFE Bo Lorama! Great photos, your captions need work.
Seriously, though, I’m sorry if we caused you physical and/or mental anguish. Had you asked for help, you certainly would have got it. The photos are great and we’re glad to have them. Yay you!
When I look at Dopefest pictures I always feel like a voyeur. They are interesting enough though. Except those people should do more posing for you Spoofe. They could sit on stuffed animals or have sex or something. Anyway, do you wanna see my new signature Spoofe? It’s great - I don’t believe you could do better. I got it for expressing anti-Bin Laden sentiments in the BBQ Pit. I hope it comes out all right. What do you think?
Thinksnow was wearing a Richard Petty Driving Experience shirt! (Yes. That’s the main detail I noticed from all those pictures. Pages of fine photographs of dozens of wonderful people, and what do I see? The NASCAR shirt.)
Wow, to think I was |-----| this close to receiving a rectal probe on a five-year mission of exploration…phew, glad I dodged that one!
Great pics, SPOOFE, thank you for taking the time to cobble them together.
Excellent job, SPOOFE - your imminent demise is adequate payment for a job well done, that we might enjoy images of ourselves on the internet.
Only problem is - not nearly enough pictures of me, nor BoiToi. For that, I shall prolong your death and make it more painful by denying you sexual congress for the duration of… oh, no, wait, that won’t work - that’s already the case. I’ll have to come up with something more devilish.
I was just enjoying all the pix of the dinner, thinking “There’s the booze I bought! Looks like they were managing to choke it down!” Then I saw the napkin sign.
:: Sniff :: How sweet.
But believe me, I am not better company than twenty pitchers of margaritas*, though you’re sweet to say so. Thanks.
[sub]Though it is true I become better company the more pitchers you consume. Also cuter.[/sub]
Coldfire: hot sex on a platter. He is simply the handsomest, most attractive man I have ever, ever seen in my life. Even with glowing red eyes and horns. Good God almighty.
