I am the Zodiac. I am the Stars.

"...when all done will be undone."

Us and Truckers

Cut his hair. You should have been there.

Fork You.

Christmas coming early again. Mr. Schaaf, showing us the difference between ordinary and extraordinary. You know- that "little bit extra"! Enjoy it, I will.

That's not Aftershave, it's Kerosene. The Rope is Soaked in It.

What a hole, indeed.

Too freaking good. All of a sudden I'm in a Christmas mood, ready for the festivities.  

If you hear any noises, it's just me and my boyzez.

Front Street

Shelley sent both of these to me as a packaged deal. And she's right- they compliment each other very well. Excited for my buds. They know this! And, of course, for cat wrestling. Sting, off of the top turn-buckle...

Tight.

Fajita: Don't worry. Really. Now get down here so I can lick your face.

$125 in the hole already

Cute little bastards. How's anyone supposed to resist this? Can't be done.

Tokyo Bay

Great song. Greater guitars.

 Someone in the comments goes, "I think he's talking about his Honda  Civic." I had to laugh.

Sight/Flight

So dance around it, 
pretend that you found it, 
still everyone knows not to answer.

If you're with me you're with weed and TV
and the rest of our three guilty pleasures.

For Modern Man to Enjoy

Press play.

Finger Where His Nose Used To Be