So yes. Friday. It existed. I went to Trash at 40c then Annex for Ruff Club then back to Trash for a bit and then I got to eat fried chicken which is my favorite thing to do on Earth. I have photos of Trash and Ruff but not of chicken. I am not really sure if anything important or interesting happened, but I did notice that everything was dead in the city because everyone was watching fireworks on some random apartment in Brooklyn, or so one might suppose. Oh, the first group of photos in this involving my friend Stormy water boarding my friend Kelly, taking off all her clothes and then setting off a smoke bomb. NSFW. Happy 4th of July motherfucker.

Oh, I also had a 15 minute conversation with Danny Tamberelli who was the little Pete in Pete and Pete. He went to school with some friends of mine, and was involved in some sort of drama involving his ex and her boyfriend. Thew two of them are making a book about celebrity shaped penii who live in boxes and they want me to photograph it. I am not sure. Danny seemed like good people and I am sure I will run into him at some point or other in the fure. Okay Okay… Pictures now.

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