Pitchfork, baby
Just a few pictures from the Pitchfork Music Festival here in ShitCargo the weekend of July 29-30. So:
Hi, Cletus! Taking a little break from Coke refinery salvage? Lookin innocent! Or mebbe guilty? No, I DIDN'T hear that noise. But check yer pants anyways.
I don't know what the appeal of these sticky, stainy motherfuckers was, but they where everywhere.
I almost lost count, on account of my counting the disgusting comeback of 70's jogger shorts replete with multi-colored tube socks. Pulled up all the way.
I hope all you sucker suckers enjoyed. Here's one guy being a good sport and showing me Sucka Love. Yay!
Same guy, doing of the Shareness with none other than Miss Effie Laughmonger, Most Beauteous Artiste of the Poignantly Inane. Double Yay!
You know how when you go to public events, like, oh, concerts, and there's usually some Capital Douche whose M.O. is to be Growly, Glare-y and Punky-Intimidatingness? And all that other yesteryear teenage bullshit?
Here's a nice shot of her apathetic behind. Effie, girl, I so would have kicked her ass for you, baby.
But I was feeling nice that day.
Oh, Lonely ChinAlternaMan! In this heat you guzzle so! Upon who do you wait? Do you pine for the underground sounds of the favorite band you yourself discovered and are the One True Fan, or do you await the return of your porcelain-skinned Goth Babe from the Ricefields of The Underworld?
Hi, Cletus! Taking a little break from Coke refinery salvage? Lookin innocent! Or mebbe guilty? No, I DIDN'T hear that noise. But check yer pants anyways.
I don't know what the appeal of these sticky, stainy motherfuckers was, but they where everywhere.
I almost lost count, on account of my counting the disgusting comeback of 70's jogger shorts replete with multi-colored tube socks. Pulled up all the way.
I hope all you sucker suckers enjoyed. Here's one guy being a good sport and showing me Sucka Love. Yay!
Same guy, doing of the Shareness with none other than Miss Effie Laughmonger, Most Beauteous Artiste of the Poignantly Inane. Double Yay!
You know how when you go to public events, like, oh, concerts, and there's usually some Capital Douche whose M.O. is to be Growly, Glare-y and Punky-Intimidatingness? And all that other yesteryear teenage bullshit?
Here's a nice shot of her apathetic behind. Effie, girl, I so would have kicked her ass for you, baby.
But I was feeling nice that day.
Oh, Lonely ChinAlternaMan! In this heat you guzzle so! Upon who do you wait? Do you pine for the underground sounds of the favorite band you yourself discovered and are the One True Fan, or do you await the return of your porcelain-skinned Goth Babe from the Ricefields of The Underworld?
posted by Lorelei at 1:56 PM
7 Comments:
I see someone ELSE has a fabulous tongue...
And she was being so humble and giving you all the credit.
'Cletus, did you soil yourself???'
'Mebbe...'
Old Man... my darting and most expressive tongue is as a contagion what fer sharing with my loved ones. It's a merry contagion.
It's like a happy disease. Or a friendly plague.
Yeah, mostly plague-like.
And I think I might be on Cletus' List of Poo-Eaters for posting that picture of him. But one never knows.
You've been on my list of poo eaters since day one, hon.
Better turn your verification back on or them spam bots gonna getcha, beotch!
Just so you know what kind of company you're in:
CLETUS'S LIST OF POO EATERS
The African Dung Beetle.
The Coolie Loach from my Boyhood Aquarium.
Our Old Roomate's Dog, Guido (he used to eat our cat's poop & also would play hockey with it).
That guy on a video on the internet.
Earthworms.
Chuck Berry (maybe not an eater, but he has a scat fetish, as he was busted once for having cameras in the ladies room of his restaurant, one in the toilet).
Cousin Lorelei (figuratively more than literally, since she's quite fixated on the concept).
Is Cletus' last name "The Fetus"? In which case, I think I know someone who's looking for him.
Whatchoo talking bout, Doggerelblogger? I vaguely recall something about "Cletus The Fetus" back when I used to post on another site (run by a spoiled controlfreak), but the full story escapes me.
BTW- I'm still digging your site big time DB, I'm just unable to comment there because of my Firefox plug in problems. Congrats on the new cottage! Send me an email sometime.
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