Jess' Lincoln could use a little work.
This is Zack. He has a problem with intimacy.
TiVo does the dance of joy.
Silhouette orgasms - catch the fever.
Paka got paid $20 by Blue Oyster Cult to continuously play the cowbell during the party.
Jess, decked out in full nerd regalia, at her new home.
His Steveness emerges from the very fabric of the Moscone Center curtain, as always.
Richie Tenenbaum: This pocket has no bottom, if you know what I mean.
Madeline decked out in her "sexy librarian that just woke up at 5 in the morning on a Sunday to travel a hundred miles in the rain and do a job for no pay" getup.
They really do love cutting things out of stone around here.
Not bad, but something isn't quite right....
mid-2001 (backyard)
Not sure what this is called, so I dub it, a flower pole.
Madeline's neck tasted of honeysuckle, ginger, and a hint of Jim Beam.
Already in wardrobe, the fearsome threesome start to wonder which of them smells like hobo. And which of them smells like dead hobo.
