AD BIKE!

Don't call the number on ad bike, it's a dead line for some reason.

"Skunk" and "Rabbit"

They are "Bucket"'s biggest fans.

checking for clones

sorry about the blurry photo, I was running.

I got a call at 2:30 am from some friends in a condo far from my place.
""Dingo, this is "Her" "She" and "Him" and we are having a toppless party, ya gotta come right over Dingo ride your bike!
Just when i had finished my bowl of Bran Flakes and thought my night was over, I was getting my jacket on and heading out the door.
On the way out, I grabbed some organic peanut butter and some slightly questionable grape jelly.
It was exciting in my shaking hands and belly, I do stuff like this all the time but it always wakes all my senses.
Powerful Sex, Falling in love, engaging in single combat, jumping off a rooftop on fire, all places I can do magic from..as well as Peanut butter and jelly booby paintings.
Funny thing about gut feelings, my brain and body knew that a tall bike just wouldnt get me there fast enough so without thinking a picked a jankey road bike from the hall and BOOM I was there.
I forget how lumbering my bike is.
Soon as I got there I had a wonderful view from the ground, a garage door opened and in I went.
First I photographed everyone's belly buttons to later weed out any clones or androids.




I started right in, finger painting with the peanut butter right away they were happy I brought it.


My back!

I took my time, so did they, the music was Hendrix.

Chocolate! A good time was had by all.

we are getting ready for the MCBF!!!

people don't give a shit about shit (click here)

We found out that boiling down human excriment can be a source of photo sensitive matierial, I'm just gonna buy glow in the dark paint but after the fall of mankind's rat race, we may need to boil our poo to get glow in the dark paints.

Clown House Kids:"Of course 350 pound motorcycle cops fall out of the sky ,we are with Dad."

We witnessed a funeral parade T-bone an oncoming car off Hawthorne street last Sat., a cop got splayed out in the street real horrorshow. I felt bad for him having been in a lot of motorbike wrecks in my life.
We never saw him get up, only the stretcher for him, bet he thought it would be a boring day.
It happened right near where I was walking with my two children, they looked a bit bored it wasn't until they saw me jumping up and down that they realized it's not normal for a 250 pound motorcycle cop to fall out of the sky in a loud, crunchy mess.

They were so unfazed I guess because they have seen heavy metal, screaming, scraping vehicles crashed by people in costume thier whole lives.


Bucket the Ferret was also unfazed, mostly because he was at home engaged in mortal combat with a rubber chicken.

ever meet my son Bruce?

Here he is enjoying a $250.00 yogurt bowl.