No.That one's even worse.Seriously, my friend, it's time to get yourself a professional headshot.Or, leave it to me... (heh heh, *evil laughter*) I still have photographic evidence from after that night at the Foundation Forum radio jock convention we attended in Los Angeles back in '91, involving open-bar Long Island Ice Teas concocted by Agent Cooper, partying with Love/Hate, almost stepping in some Dio, singing along to Bark at the Moon twice (because Ozzy forgot that he had just finished signing it the first time), and smashing hotel lobby trash cans with Jorge, Paul, Isa, Realistic-Hair G.I.Joe, The Scorpions' Rudy Schenker, and Dime Bag Darryl and his +5 Unholy Wiffle Bat of Destruction.Whatever pictures may emerge of Heath Ledger curled up dead and naked under his bed, they got nothin' on these!
Like my mom always used to say, if you don't have something nice to say, go fuck yourself.
I've always loved that about your mom.
It's now a :60, and this is better, but . . .Sorry, just have to tease you a little. It's still my favorite read this week.
Why must you look at me with those smoldering eyes? WHY?!
I like the HuffPo picture (I'm sure you're thrilled). I am slightly worried at your progressive take over of the world. It's only January, slow down!Also, do you think your mother would be offended if I quoted her?
The cowboy hat from the "Personal Jesus" video...that's a good pic.Unless you're worried about being mistaken for Imus.
Hey, I like the HuffPo pic...
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