Scudfish

This is a picture of me — and some chick — and another chick.

1. Stylos bille masse’s avec l’urine — Ballpoint pens massaged with urine.
2. Chaussettes rouille’es avec la coupure d’ongle d’orteil — Rusty socks with toenail clippings.
3. Le duvet I a trouve’ dans mon bouton de ventre — Fluff I found in my belly button.
4. Sacrifice de Vierge et haricots cuits au four — Virgin sacrifice and baked beans.
5. Broche d’un fumier de trompette et de baleine — Spit from a trumpet and whale dung.

My choice is a shade of grey.

Like shopping at Wal-Mart — it doesn’t hurt as much as it should.

1. Marinade — Orange - Lime - Ginger - Cilantro - Red onion - Garlic - Brown beer - Frank’s hot sauce - Olive oil.
2. Glaze — Ginger - Maple syrup - Orange juice - Lime juice - Brown beer - Garlic salt - Celery salt.
3. Cook — BBQ on charcoal for about 20 minutes, and glaze towards the end.
4. Enjoy — With a beer.
5. Dessert — Beer.

Great white one! I’m not your enemy… Dog is! Really!

We are leaning this way because we can.

1. My Amazing Hooker V.
2. Wife Murder I.
3. Crap I Sold On eBay III.
4. Wife’s Life Insurance IV.
5. China Sweatshop II.

PM fucking S… It’s not just a three letter word, Romeo!

Food — not David Blaine.