Smooches from my sweetie are always a nice thing.
Congrats, Steve and Debbie!

"Welcome to the room of disease and degredation... We are your hosts.

I can't help but feel Becca and Kurt have missed Adolf hopping around like a freak or something.

"It is not I who is mad!"

Domo Arigato

Nothing like a photographer to end some quality dirty talk...

Wow! You CAN still rock in America!

I can't help but think that there is something dramatically different in the chemical makeup here.

In need of lowar lumbar support?

How many surreal elements can we throw together into one room of a party?
A TV showing bad porn... from inside a crib... with no appreciable sound...
in a room covered with STD warnings... and hosted by a long-hair in a suit?

Life is good.

Rock on, my brutha... rock on...

I heard that every rose has its horns...

I half expect him to spit straight in the air and catch it in his mouth.

Next time, we need to scoot back the Casanova so he can get more of an audience.

And speaking of horny...