...is in trouble:


Nery, Tito Jackson, Smash, and Gizibel. All I vaguely remember is that some sort of lyrical freestyle about Iraq was involved.



Hole's life partner Nery, engaged in a traditional Balinese mating dance.



Tito, remembering why it's been six months since he last picked up the guitar.



Hole, entering the winter-long hibernation period to digest a full rack of Kansas City-style ribs. Steam rising off his body is stage one, apparently. I plan to check his cave next week.



A very patriotic RND sleeping it off. I would like to add for the record that I went to my cousin's place out in Centreville, was there for *five hours,* came back home around 10pm, and Smash and RND were still lying on our couch, having digested the full tivoed season II of Entourage.

And yes, I'm supposed to be working on ten other things, but they all suck so posting pictures seemed like a hell of a more lucrative way to spend the two o'clock hour. Effing sue me.

And we'd drink
Ever notice how drinking's like war?
Cup o' troops o'er the gums
To the end of our health, a campaign 'gainst myself
Armed with bourbons and scotches and rums

And the band played on
As the helicopters whirred
Drunk on the lawn in a nuclear dawn
My senses finally blurred

-Moxy Fruvous