dez

Yep, so another uber exciting weekend of drunken booze canning...


with my buddy


being drunk


dancing around




being drunken bitches



PS Grindhouse fuckin rules!!! Was I the only one seriously hoping someone would try and start something on the way home so I could pound the living crap out of them? I think the closing scene kinda got to me a little, my bad
You'd kinda have to know me and my girl, as shown above but in some ways we're complete oposites. For instance I would readily climb out onto the hood of a 1970 Dodge Challenger while speeding through the countryside at 100 mph, fuck yah! During that entire sequence she, however was bordering on a panic attack, palms sweating, tsk tsk-ing and genaerally being the safety police. Given the limited options presented for the characters in the film I'd think anyone would rather risk death than be left alone with creepy 'Deliverance' dude. For the record, if any of my friends did that to me I'd come back from the dead and kill them all!
ciao xoxo ;P