
Steve: Ha ha ha! Look at that horrifying, junky, rat hole of an apartme… Oooh! Wait. No, nevermind. No, this place looks great. I’m totally fine with it all. I love what you’ve done with your penis, I mean, windows. In fact, when can I move in? Could someone please introduce me to my new room mate?
David: Jesus Christ — I can’t even go there for this one. Death by Yellow Waxy Buildup!
Oh perfect I’ve been looking for a good “Pet Grooming and Tattoo Parlor”!
I can identify most things, but what is the pink avanlanche on/over the table?
That is the ultra-mystery. David says ‘wedding dress’, and I say ‘portion of fur coat.’
Though it seems to dissolve into the background at the top, which, if true, negates it being anything actually physical. It might be a dimensional portal through which porn stars can visit the back room at pet grooming parlors.
I knew there was a twin to my kitchen table… So he is the guy who bought it. Well it looks like it is getting more use than mine so I guess he will have to keep it. He looks familiar I think he was Rosie O’donnells first replacement on the View. But If I remember correctly he had to back away from that commitment because he had a lot of orders come in for his hurricane candles. Much like the one that is modelled right next to the coke squeeze bottle. He coulda been a star!
That pink thing could be the cover for a birdcage sitting on the table, but if this is indeed an animal salon, what pet owner in their right mind would send Fluffy or Fido to a place like this? Still, I’m not sure this isn’t someone’s home. Mr. Tattoo is sitting (on a pillow, how cute!) on an office-like rolling chair and the aquarium and hamster cage in the background would suggest a work setting, but look what’s on the table. Aside from the Paco Rabanne cologne and the Coke bottle, that cylindrical can could be protein powder or paint, the tub below it might be Cool Whip or spackle,and what is the rest of that stuff: sunscreen, vitamins, who knows? But the ashtray and the magazines closest to our friend tell me that, whatever goes on here, this guy is ready for action!
I’m pretty sure he is breeding mice in the wire cage to feed to his snake. And not the on in the chair but the one over by the electric stapler. I don’t think that is spackle in the bucket but rather store brand non-dairy whipped topping to put on the ice cream he makes in the little electric freezer under the rat box. Between the gold leaf and vertical blinds I would have to agree: What happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas.!
Well, if I had a roomate like you I would never go back to work. You would be my work.
Hi from London,
What furniture, fridge, ice-cream maker and did someone mention a blamange? All I can see is man. I wonder if I have tunnell vision?
I hear you Gavin, and a damn hot man as well, who cares about the rest?! I’d bring him to my place instead.
seriously, screw the decor- - this guy is freakin’ hot… I’d rather screw him.. yum.
Is this a snapshot of the interview process for a role in a Chi Chi LaRue flick?
Barton - I think if you drove by the right street corner and offered the right price you could indeed pick him up, take him home (or to a No-Tell Motel) and screw him. Just be sure to put any valuables away before you bring him into your home.
Actually, now that I think about it, the mice he is breeding in the cage are used to probably feed the snake that undoubtedly lives in the glass tank on the other side of mr. Tattoo… My how Herve has grown. Regardless, it is pretty decadent to get to watch your food grow up from, well, birth.
Bo Garrett (porn name) is friggin’ HOT HOT HOT! But his housekeeping skills are NOT NOT NOT!
What’s amazing is this guy has the NERVE to walk around that place barefoot! Talk about being brave.