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A Big Thank You, To Our Readers.
Without you, none of this would be possible. A big husky dog blowjob for you. And you. And you!
You know I won’t stop…
until you fucking start putting yo money where yo mouf is. Damn, you lookin’ good though boy. the skin, shades and that bling ding-a-ling-n’ in yo left ear makes me bananas.
b-a-n-a-n-a-n-a-n-a-n-a-s !.
Proof. I don't think i like the turn this blog has been taking over the last few weeks....Have you turned the positive energy into just a forum where you can get negative on Brandon?Let's make a fucking pact to make this rad and make things right Jess.I don't have any stupid artwork of you and you have 12 years worthof photos where I look stupid/gay. Not fair.Let instead talk about how off the hook my new volvo is and the new H.C. I'm getting.I think alot of this is superimposed.This is what I'm gonna do but with hotter indie rock darlings!http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iFRkLXq5pkEHey, Guy. No hard feelings. I can' t help that you post all these photos of you lookin' ridic right on your myspace and facebook profiles. Seriously, Guy. I apologize that it takes me about 2 sex to do this to you and the only thing you've mastered is the photo slideshow with puppies and cars on myspace with stars. That is you Streetpony. It is. And just cuz your whining like a littl homo, I do THIS to you (brought to you by the fine profile of MC Streetpony)!!!! Hello, Indie Darling. Wanna Taste?
I was awesome in Junior High.
Ya. It's all about image...
Come here Sausage. Come here.
Oh no. Oh no. Hi there, snappy. Whassa goin' on?
I will go on record to say that I have not altered one of the above photos. This is the real MC Streetpony.
big shot or not?
I don’t know why Brandsie, but “Big Shot” by Billy Joel reminds me of you. Not because I think you’re a big shot, but because I feel like you might think of yourself as a Big Shot. Maybe I think you just look like him or maybe you secretly emulate him? I can’t decide. Regardless, I played this Lil’ (no, not as Lil’ Wayne) diddy last night while at “Hoops and Dreams” or “Sweet Dreams” or “Memories and Drinks” whatever the fuck it’s called with Kyle and Babe. I seriously recommend you sit back, relax and tune into some late 70’s early 80’s B.J. Hey, that’s just like us!!
Good Morning, *Billy Joel!
Sheesh. I'm so bored being Billy, I wish Brandon was here.
*I can’t stand saying Billy. Billy. Fuck. I hate it. Billy. Say it, Brando. SAY IT!
Billy.
A real bigshot never admits he’s a bigshot.
Get real Jess- yeah I know most agree that that I am some sort of ‘big’ or ‘hot’ shot….
The truth is though, that I’m actually a SUPERshot.
I’m glad that song reminds you of me. That song can really fucking get stuck in your head for awhile….
YOUR head! That song I assume is stuck in YOUR head cause you won’t stop yelling it right at my face over enunciating the fuck out of it like a little stupid lady-billy.
It’s actually pretty cool!
Darlings Across America
Brandsies?
Are you there?
Brandsies?
I totally just grossed myself out and took that sick pic off here. I mean how can I maintain my hott image if I’m posting pictures of fingers in my nose? Answer: I can’t. So instead, I’ll post hot pics of you to try to help you win over the hearts of darlings across America. Well and this one just because my haircolor looks fucking amazing…
doesn’t it make you want to put the cursor right up my nostril? Me too!
Wink, wink is right!
What the fuck…
You look like Lee Radtke . What the hell happened to your face, Dad?
Why you gotta try and make me look stupid on here Jess?
Those are three. Only three times in the last two years where I was caught on film looking stupid.
#1. Huge gash in head and a drunken wink.
#2. Headband hotnight just trying to make something outta the night.
#4. An early stage moustache and a lackluster attitude.
I couldn’t find any stupid pics of you jess but I am working on some drawings…..
Oh wait! Actually this is you! I found one last minute. Remember when I suprised you and you looked like this?
Classic Jess.....
Let’s face it. We both know this girl is far more attractive than I ever will be.
Just thinkin of you…not.
So while working checking out Vice (per youge) I ran across this little experiment and immediately thought of you and your “style”.
Check it: “When Friends Dress Friends Shitty”
No seriously, you thought of wolfs, unicorns and lamborghini’s. And Ozarks like everything you like! it’s so crazy, it’s like, like MAGIC, man! Did you think of lazer wolf or wolf dummy or wolf pussy or dickwolf? This is all so new to me, i’m not sure how to handle it!!! How bout you grow a beard next? I’ve never seen one of those… What was that? a hobo/hipster tried knocking down your door this morn? What, that happened? Yowza. Why did they/it leave you a soaker for feet when you only have a foot? ZING. They totally got you!
Hobos/Hipsters: 1
Brandon: 0
arf!
whisper voice: bam. bam. bam. bam.
Well It kinda freaked me out! It was more like BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM!
You see last night I was awoke at 3:46 am to some pretty crazy slammings to my front door. I live upstairs apartment style right above a salon. So my front door is street level/hobo level.
So I get up, look down to see two hobos trying to break into my door by crashing a shopping cart into the wall and throwing somthing at the window. I grab my iphone and almost call 911! Quick turn on the lights and let them know I mean business. So these rag-tags start heading down belmont with their carts and vandalism in their hearts. What the fuck were they trying to do? Steal a bicycle or just stab me?
When I got up this morn I went out to see if there was any damage to the door. It was pretty much fine but there was foot soaker deal kinda fucked up and laying on the sidewalk. They tried to beak in with one of these…. Crazy hobos!
works as good as house key!
That’s Bananas Man! Wait a second, maybe foot soakers are the new unicorns/wolves/cat/beards and the vandalism in their hearts is just indie rock farts! It’s all coming full circle, man! Let’s smoke some weed, chug some beers and totally talk about it…
Love, Arf-Garf.
Uh-oh, it’s Magic!
