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Site last Updated: September 29, 2001

Man, the good ole' days were great. Dress up like Ninjas, get the chicks, and all is good in
the world. Oh, I forgot about the daily milk and cookies. I'm in the red, Ray's in the white

Bo is one crazy driver. I've never seen anyone go 90 in a car
dealership model room. I'm serious, I haven't even seen Bo do it.

This is the day that Abe found us in the Home Depot store and decided to buy
us. He cleaned us up real nice and gave us a place to stay. Then he kicked us out and
told us to get jobs. I'm pretty sure this pic was taken when we were five, I think.

This was taken in Key West. When Kenny and I were posing for this picture, a gay couple walked by
and thought we were pretty funny. I thought they were pretty funny because they were gay, and they had a baby.

This guy was real easy to pick up. Abe and I just said "Hi" to him, and we had him. Automatic Threesome.

In the Keys. Paradise does have its advantages. You can pose any
picture you want. And do take notice of our manly arm pit hairs.

Here's me steering the boat that we used when we were island hopping in the Keys
over
the summer. I only ran over a few curbs, but hell, I think I'm gettin a little better.

This is in the Ripley's "Believe It or Not" Museuem in Key West. I think
the two headed cow was more freaked out about me than I was about it.

Snorkeling in the keys, again. Only moments before, I was talking to these nice fish up
on deck of the boat. Then they grabbed my ass and threw me in the water... dumb ass fishes.

This is me at my summer "job." I volunteered at the National Scout Jamboree at the scuba center. I'm gettin my
lifeguarding groove on at this particular moment. There were lots of hot chicks there in the midst of all the Boy Scouts.

Theres me in the booth at the National Scout Jambo bein a radio DJ. Out front there is
Country, and Beavis. And the guy in the booth with me is a radio engineer. That
was phat, bein a DJ. I got to yell at kids for walking on the wrong side of the road.

Oh my God. This pic looks so incredibly weird. I have never seen Pat look so docile and
calm, ever. And he's even wearing normal clothes. Well, to me that's freakin weird.

Here's Kenny looking silly in the back of a pick-up on our way to
Boy Scout camp. He looks so happy... must be the crack.

These are my coaches at lax camp. On my left is Bugsy Combs, Maryland's leading scorer. And on my right is
this guy who played for Loyola, I can't remember his name right now, but he is pretty damn good. They gave me the best
dressed award for the team because of the way I'm dressed in the picture. Lax camp was really fun. Go Scotland.

Lunch could never be so much fun. There's Javier, Abe and James at
the table. We played with Dolls everyday, and read the Bible.

Frido, One crazy ass German, trying to get out of my clutches when I wanted to hug him... oh well.

See, this is what cats make you do. White Cat paid Ray a dime,
and Ray started stripping and dancing. That was freakin weird.

I actually don't remember when this was taken. That's my cat Kitten. This was only
second before he lashed around, clinched his claws into my face, and would not let go.
I tried screaming for help but his fat coverd my mouth, which in turn made me suffocate and die.
Geez, what I do for my cats.
These three pics are all of me at summer camp, doing the High Ropes course at COPE. The objective
of this was to climb 40 feet up a rope climb, then fall off, and be belayed back down. But on my
way down, I decided to do it upside down. This gave my counseler a heart attact, and he died. Poor Eddie.





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