Saturday, June 10, 2006


Sarah, I hope you don't mind me lifting the pic from your wonderful topia. This is back when I had hair--a whole whopping mane of it. I think this is right around the time of the fallout, maybe just a couple of days before I got thrown into rehab against my will. I've been clean everyday since. What's more important is the shirt that Duke's wearing behind me in this picture. Truly dressed to impress that night. Duke looks like he's ready to hit the discoteque, crap! Especially with that uber-creepy stache. Thing is straight haunting.

And yet another terribly disturbing stache.

1 comment:

sarahsmile3 said...

ah yes, I remember the intervention that took place soon after this picture was taken. I was not sure if you would ever forgive me for flushing your stash down the potty.