our leader, captin cutie....
messages of good will to our crew.
countdown to light speed, 3, 2, 1....
we landed on planet transcona...
stocked up on blondes...
no mom, of course i stayed out of trouble.
re-fuel.
when their drunk its "take my picture!", when their sober its "james doooooon't please i loook so bad!"
landed at the dirty old pal.... what the fuck am i doing here?
jamma short hair.
before i knew it the stage was overwhelmed by a bunch of nancy's claiming to be firefighters.
co-pilot krista attempted to keep the stage legit.
...but she was scared away by a raging slut.
... just look at the tan lines on this hooker
i snag'd a pic of this chicks left pussy lip, but chose do discard it.
"dir-ty sluts! dir-ty sluts!, fuck-ing whores!" was heard chanted
if you ever see winnipeg police cruiser #N109 smash it with a brick of show the cop your balls,
fuck you pal.
xoxo,
vans!
