Ooh, I'm ready for it (c'mon bring it!)
Aaron points out the finer aspects of the Tacoma Legion Hall. Thanks Sergio for the pic.
You definitely cannot handle the tune/talk.
This chick was proud owner of the worst fashion call of the century.
Trick mail box.
I sternly reprimand teenagers for moshing. "Do you want me to call your parents?!"
This reminds me of that episode of The Critic (cartoon starring Jon Lovitz) where he cleans up New York City, but when they are cleaning the NY Public Library, the "L" falls off making it say "Pubic Libbrary" and there is a mad rush of people, who immediately come out disappointed. Classic!
Creepy wig shop in Seattle.
Creepy neon fish at the Vietnamese restaurant.
Betty the psycho dog lovingly licks, jumps on and pesters Aaron in Portland.
This guy has got to be the worst looking male model ever hired. What were you thinking Banana Republic?! What is he, Wes Anderson's loser older brother?
Noah finds two uses for this chair: deep tissue massage and coffee stirrer.
I ran into Allie, whom I went to high scool with, in downtown Portland at 1 AM for no reason whatsoever. She was flyering for her new band THE PLASTIC AGE.
The creepy/half abandoned house in Bellingham. The lights didn't really work, and just flickered on and off all night. Straight out of 'Silence of the Lambs'.
THINK IN FRENCH rock with a flurry of arms during their set in Portland.
***PHOTO HAS BEEN DELETED BY ARTIST***
I find my new favorite game "Guitar Hero". I slayed "Cowboys From Hell" on easy.
Possibly the greatest bit of comedy ever known, the Bellingham Community Po-op, an interactive "poop blog" that faithfully records the emotions, trials and tribulations of each guest's bowels.
This mystery vat was sitting on top of the toilet in that same bathroom. We couldn't figure out what it was. Urine? Butter? Could be anything.
Noah goes for a midnight run in his "chonies"
What the hell, more poop blog!
These guys in Bellingham lived in an old church and the upstairs was a recording studio.
Some nice, fresh, succulent orange juice.
You definitely cannot handle the tune/talk.
This chick was proud owner of the worst fashion call of the century.
Trick mail box.
I sternly reprimand teenagers for moshing. "Do you want me to call your parents?!"
This reminds me of that episode of The Critic (cartoon starring Jon Lovitz) where he cleans up New York City, but when they are cleaning the NY Public Library, the "L" falls off making it say "Pubic Libbrary" and there is a mad rush of people, who immediately come out disappointed. Classic!
Creepy wig shop in Seattle.
Creepy neon fish at the Vietnamese restaurant.
Betty the psycho dog lovingly licks, jumps on and pesters Aaron in Portland.
This guy has got to be the worst looking male model ever hired. What were you thinking Banana Republic?! What is he, Wes Anderson's loser older brother?
Noah finds two uses for this chair: deep tissue massage and coffee stirrer.
I ran into Allie, whom I went to high scool with, in downtown Portland at 1 AM for no reason whatsoever. She was flyering for her new band THE PLASTIC AGE.
The creepy/half abandoned house in Bellingham. The lights didn't really work, and just flickered on and off all night. Straight out of 'Silence of the Lambs'.
THINK IN FRENCH rock with a flurry of arms during their set in Portland.
***PHOTO HAS BEEN DELETED BY ARTIST***
I find my new favorite game "Guitar Hero". I slayed "Cowboys From Hell" on easy.
Possibly the greatest bit of comedy ever known, the Bellingham Community Po-op, an interactive "poop blog" that faithfully records the emotions, trials and tribulations of each guest's bowels.
This mystery vat was sitting on top of the toilet in that same bathroom. We couldn't figure out what it was. Urine? Butter? Could be anything.
Noah goes for a midnight run in his "chonies"
What the hell, more poop blog!
These guys in Bellingham lived in an old church and the upstairs was a recording studio.
Some nice, fresh, succulent orange juice.
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