Monday, April 27, 2009

Recovered from the fire.

Perhaps this will spark some vocal fury.











At this point, I'll take some chatter like,
"what's with the look on his face" or
"check out that silly hair" or
"where can I purchase a sweet ninja suit?"

And knowing that this action will certainly come back on me harshly,
I have reserved the worst in case of attack.
Except for Evan's. The worst was too awesome to save, you furry smurf.

And there's this:

8 comments:

  1. Travis:

    Like an orca whale in captivity, his dorsal fin will never again be erect. Free Willy!

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  2. What ever did happen to Nate's male modeling career? And how was Havana, John?

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  3. He was born a model, though not male technically.

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  4. I actually think that picture of Nate is used on posters in Woodinville to sell homes in a certain housing development.
    And Angela's right, you may see me walking around but I never really escaped that floor, I'm a captive of my own excesses.

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  5. Well, this move was desperate, misguided, and mostly ineffective. Like many of my moves.

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  6. Sorry, man. I'd offer up pictures of my own if I had any. Unfortunately, much like vampires and the terminally ugly, my visage does not register on film.

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  7. I did see your likeness on film once.
    And it did resemble a bloodsucker with terminal gout.

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