Dang, I'm hungry. Had to go to the grocery store at lunch to pick up some things for Meg. That was a mistake. Fortunately I had a shake right before I went. I actually found...
(Wow. I just now got a call from Megan's sister asking me if I would make pizzas for my niece's birthday on Sunday. Obviously, Satan has once again been roaming the earth, and God said "Have you considered my servant Glenn?". The worst part is that I agreed to do it.)
...myself staring at the bags of frozen tripe. Anyhow, here's the promised pictures. If you're hungry now, you wont be after this. I had a 10oz T-bone, about a half pound of cheddar mashed potatoes, a salad, two beers, and about a half bottle of moon shine right before these were taken.
1 comment:
i'm gunna say yer gut extrudes further than mine, but you don't my sag factor. And it's not really fair 'cuz my bioluminescence hides the striations in my six-pack. i think you need to redo with halogen floodlamps for the side-by-side.
i dig the ink though. Very thought provoking.
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