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FYF Fest: Save Our State Parks (Photos of Collectivism Only)

Chinatown, Los Angeles

Har Mar Superstar, Black Lips, Wavves, No Age, 

Dillinger Escape Plan, Glass Candy, Cold Cave, The Thermals, Times New Viking, Lightning Bolt
The Strange Boys, Japanther, Wood, Crystal Antlers, The Strange Boys, Carbonas, Darker My Love







Telepathe, Dan Deacon, Tim and Eric, Avi Buffalo, Peanut Butter Wolf, etc.

I wonder what kind of drugs this dude was on, but he was walking and chuckling at the same time, while maneuvering his schlong in different directions. Fresh squeezed urine was being fired out. His back can be seen in Photo 5, but his marked territory can be seen in Photo 6.

Speaking of skin, got a bunch of iPod protectors for free, along with a box of candy. 

I guess I can't complain about anything because I got in for free. Hopefully the state parks are free, too.

8/23: Day 2 NYC

NYC

There's barely any time for some things, which means that there's no time for everything. The second day creeped me out, and I'm not even talking about the wax figures, but the people. Some of the places we visited included: Wall Street, Ground Zero, Times Square, The United Nations, The Intrepid, New York Harbor, The Empire State Building, Rockefeller Center, and Broadway.

Walk the bish

Bullets over broadway

Stoopid kid

Lady Liberty

Fingering NY

This girl ruined my photo!

Donkey Kong 64

View from the top

1/4

8/22: Day 1 NYC

NYC

  I don't even know where to begin with this post, so it's better if I end it prematurely. Yesterday was a disillusioning and exhausting day after a mix of jet lag, humidity, and Manhattan. All in all, Helena and I laughed (or sweated) our butts off, so it was no biggie.

Chinatown

Little Italy, big Italians

I, eye

I still choose to believe in the House of D garden.

Racerback

HeartsRevolution from sea to shining sea

Vaffanculo!

Don't by this

Bakery

Times x Square

Rockefeller Center (is not owned by Jay-Z)

Take a break, adversaries.

No doubt two of the most ridiculous commercials to ever air on television. TV is bad enough as it is!

Why did Billy Mayes have to OD?

Women would rather have ultra BO.

Lived in disguise

Melrose Ave, Los Angeles

She's the only decently dressed, besides the Mexican food vendor's good-looking son.

 It's unfathomable how LIVED comes in all directions, even at residential intersections. You collide, only to discover that its cellphone number is (310) 666-7*77. (Coincidence: I'd just reach the same amount of friends in fb, so I adjusted it.) Even though my afternoon ended accidentally, I managed to check out Jet Rag, the Fairfax Flea Market, and Wasteland. Unfortunately, I never got to pick up the FYF flyers. Bummer, I only got $22.75 from Wasteland for the plainest clothes that the worker bought, and now the circumstance is way beyond compensable. I headed straight home, homie. 

  I was thinking about how I'd love to temporarily be a priest, so I could hear people's confessions, and maybe blog about it. I'd also love to be a seller of lost photos at a flea market. So chill.

  Here are some photos I unearthed from the dust pile:

Helter Skelter

The first bromance ever recorded

Kids Bop v. 0

Dozer, Delaware

An incirminating photo of ManVil

The other Hiltons

Please come again!

Local neighborhood watch

Cerritos, CA

The luscious bushes

Two lips or hamburger buns?

For etards, it's only a walk away.

Blogger Shop Day 2 Part II

1520 N. Cahuenga Blvd., Los Angeles

The sun rays were ultra violent.

4 sides

Ironic

Grande piñatas.

In hiding

Puppy Dog

Bang 

WEAVE! has cobrasnake's twinlet?

Mic check, testing testicles 1, 2, 3

A whole new meaning to P.Y.T

15 Twenty

Cahuenga

  To make a long story become shorter and misinterpreted: No one was able to escape the sun's ultra violent rays, causing everyone to melt into witches.