C-purv sez:

Well sed.

Saturday

Before getting sketchy.

quick jam

I did this tattoo real quick before leaving the shop today on a cool client of mine. He's a stand up comedian and decided he wanted to wear these words for the rest of his life.

What does it all mean?

Come. Come here the gospel.

P.S.

Want to know some facts I learned tonight after work?

-3 suits are too many.

If you own 3 suits you have too many suits. Reevaluate your life.

-Getting drunk and making wills is a ridiculous concept

"If you request a certain person comes to your funeral in a cowboy hat...that person is going to feel like shit if he doesn't actually carry out that wish. He has to do it."

-Charlie Sheen doing blow and talking shit about someone is much more important to know about than people overthrowing their governments and struggling for peace.

fuck it.

Message from my nephew

fuck a table

While Trevor and I were in England we spent a few night at Charlie and his mom Kate's house. See this table here? Take note of it.

Go ahead, read on...

This is Boner and he's a wild man. One night while we were there, there was a crazy party at Kate's house. Fucked up music, lots of coke being sniffed off of dinner plates, and of course a ton of booze. While I was cleaning out some British kids' bank accounts by rolling dice, Boner was sitting on the same balcony overlooking the kitchen that he is pictured on here... but not for long. Boner was a little too drunk and ended up falling off the balcony and crashed through the table loaded up with drunk people below.

Table was shattered, Kate was drunk and pissed, and everyone else laughed until they nearly threw up.

I just remembered that story.

And now YOU know the story.

The story of the fucked up table.

Hey, whatcha got?

"Watcha reedin for?"

I decided to call last week "bicep curls for your brain."

I put my paintings and other fantastic duties to the side and decided to do a bit of reading.

Here were some of my selections.

Enjoy.

I found "You can surf the net!" at a local thrift store and let me say...

NOW I CAN SURF THE WEB!

How else would I be able to make this post!?

"You can surf the net!" was an amazingly helpful resource. It helped with everything from troubleshooting my dial-up to helping me set up an e-mail address to stay in touch with my family and friends! I give this book a 4/5 rating.

If you want to borrow it you can send me an email to joeljaniszyn16@compusa.gascity.in.com!

I recently came across this intriguing stack of books at Taylor University's library.

I thumbed through "The Homosexual Crisis" and I just couldn't put it down! But, I decided to pick up "Is The Homosexual My Neighbor?" instead. I rate it: NO STARS! This was not a good book in the least bit. Turns out it was some preachy and slightly philosophical look into accepting gay people into your life. Fuck that, I do that already.

I took the title a bit too literally and got the book to see if it would help me determine whether or not my neighbor Crackhead Kenny was gay.

He has weird black men show up at all hours of the night....

Oops, my fuck!

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