It's a sick game. We psychoanalyze people in pictures. We make up their backstories. And we have a lot of fun doing it.
Monday, April 18, 2005
He looks like Sammy, who really, really, really hopes he gets chosen to become the national spokesperson for Jesus Juice--The Exalted Mormon Alternative to Soda.
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As a teenage runaway, Rudolpho caught a Greyhound for Hollywood, CA to become a movie star. He now begs for loose change in front of the Roxy on Sunset.
Unfortunately, Bob had the wrong directions for the theatre where "The Rocky Horror Picture Show" was playing, and ended up making an ass out of himself in front of the new Disney movie.
A once nerdy kid going to collage to "make a difference". Chux went to bed that night only to be kidnapped by a six hundred pound dominatrix. Threw many trys in getting away being strapped in leather strips and chains, chux new his life would never be the same. He new he had to think of another way to escape so he offered to become lolla's (the dominatrix) manager and to star her in a broadway show where she could hold him on stage and show the world her pleasures. That night lolla got on stage and called for toy chux. Much to her surprise he did not come running...Back in his dorm room now surrounding himself with all the nerdy gadgets and books he realized school was boaring and he really missed the security of lolla. He returned back to the show and has a contract with a soda company to support his finacial needs. After all the show did well but lolla wound up taking all of the shows money.
Oh, this is the shoot for Frederick's of Hollywood models? I was looking for the U.S. Male catalog shoot... but can I keep the outfit, it's rather fetching.
looks like the headbangers ball guy took the term "hellbent for leather" a little too far one night at the bar and jumped up on stage to the beat of "seventeen" by winger and blazed his ass forever in the minds of his buddies, who had only taken him there to meet lonely chicks in the first place as for them they eventually faded away as did he and we are only left with a vague memory of rikki rachtman
He looks like the poster child for "My transgender doctor was on pcp and forgot to use the scaple, but my boobs look ok,right.." He woke up in a hypnotist's office and believed it was his recovery room from a twelve hour surgery to make him into Anna Nicole.
Charlie has always suffered from the effects of somnabulism. Ever since he was a small child, he would often get up during the night, naked save for a pair of Scooby-Doo underoos, and walk the two-hundred feet to the strip club down the street. Charlie had no idea why he did this and no ammount of psychological counselling could tear the reason from his lips. Soon the gals who worked at the joint grew accustomed to his pajama'd body appearing in the dancer's entrance to the club(his parents switched him to them when they found out about his condition; after a breif stint of nudity as a last resort, hoping shame would stop his nighttime wanderings). They quickly accepted him as just another perk of the job. Soon, he would come home from the strip joint after one of his unconcious excursions smelling strongly of cheap perfume and with his face covered in lipstick of various shades. His parents tried everything, even resorting to moving Calvin to another part of the city. But that only resulted in his unconcious form boarding a bus and heading to the club. Even after sending him away to a private school, he managed to hitchhike his way back into town to again be with his ladies. Finally, they just gave up. From the time when he was seven to the time when he was nineteen, he spent every night at the strip club. Around the age of fifteen, he began returning dressed in his various unusual outfits. What his parents didn't know was that he actually left in these outfits also. His nocturnal routine had begun to include dressing as a male prostitute before departure. The owner of the club soon saw the money to be made in this and set aside a private room in which Calvin became Frankie, the cross dressing dominatrix/dancer. At first, the gals were against it, especially Clover and Cinnamon, his adoptive stripper 'mothers'. But when they saw how happy he was dancing, they decided to let it continue. The years flashed by and Calvin grew. He took to wearing thigh high boots and skimpy clothing in his routine. And a popular routine it was. Every gay man in the city, out or in, came to see him (and quite a few women too) as he was an amazing dancer who would remember nothing when he awoke. At nineteen, he was at the prime of his game, and making loads of money from tips... but then he stopped sleepwalking. At first, the club owner and the strippers were at a loss to his discontinued visits. But slowly it dawned on them the severity of the situation. The Club owner, along with Clover and Fireball (Cinnamon had long since retired) came to see him. They showed him the contract and informed the stunned boy that he was no longer showing up for his dance. Calvin was shocked. He had no idea that he'd stopped sleepwalking. He had just thought that he was having a weird week. Immediately, they drew up a new contract. This one with a concious employment. Though already rich, Calvin continued to work at the club until he was in his late twenties. He continued visiting even after that. This picture was taken after his thirty-eighth birthday. He's at the club, and has just managed to fit back into the costume he used for his last show. He has a beer and is busy reminiscing about old times. The man behind him just paid for a ceremonial lap dance to mark the occasion. Here's the toast to you Calvin. "May we all be so lucky."
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Francis has spent his entire life believing he is Frances, his dead twin sister. A rather large child, he had to wear a B cup by the time he reached 5th grade. His mother, also joining in the dillusion, told Francis that the reason he was growing facial hair and never had a period was that he was having extreme premature menopause. Due to his extreme stress and confusion over his incompetency as a woman, Francis turned to drugs as a way to ease the psychological pain he was suffering. Unfortunately, the drug habit continued to grow, leading him to supporting his habit by working in a strip bar for a fellow druggie so stoned that he didn't even have the decency let alone the conciousness to tell poor Francis that he was not a Frances.
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As a teenage runaway, Rudolpho caught a Greyhound for Hollywood, CA to become a movie star. He now begs for loose change in front of the Roxy on Sunset.
He looks like he's headed to an audition to be Jame Gumb in "Silence of the Lambs-The Next Generation"
Where are those asylum nurses when you need them? SOOOOMMMEEEOOONNNEEE is having a sexuality crisis, no?
Unfortunately, Bob had the wrong directions for the theatre where "The Rocky Horror Picture Show" was playing, and ended up making an ass out of himself in front of the new Disney movie.
Damn! I'm sexy . Drink homocola you will be too!
This is the new ad for Pepsi Twist. Slogan is "we have what you wantwhen you want to try something different"
A once nerdy kid going to collage to "make a difference". Chux went to bed that night only to be kidnapped by a six hundred pound dominatrix. Threw many trys in getting away being strapped in leather strips and chains, chux new his life would never be the same. He new he had to think of another way to escape so he offered to become lolla's (the dominatrix) manager and to star her in a broadway show where she could hold him on stage and show the world her pleasures. That night lolla got on stage and called for toy chux. Much to her surprise he did not come running...Back in his dorm room now surrounding himself with all the nerdy gadgets and books he realized school was boaring and he really missed the security of lolla. He returned back to the show and has a contract with a soda company to support his finacial needs. After all the show did well but lolla wound up taking all of the shows money.
I was wondering when pepsi was gonna hire cher
Hey, it's Uncle Bob!
he looks like everybody else i see at the gay parade in San Francisco. i hope he finds a palce where he truly belongs
he looks like he came from gay city and got lost driving aound after being at a gay strip club.
looks like another season of american idols about to begin.
Oh, this is the shoot for Frederick's of Hollywood models? I was looking for the U.S. Male catalog shoot... but can I keep the outfit, it's rather fetching.
looks like the headbangers ball guy took the term "hellbent for leather" a little too far one night at the bar and jumped up on stage to the beat of "seventeen" by winger and blazed his ass forever in the minds of his buddies, who had only taken him there to meet lonely chicks in the first place as for them they eventually faded away as did he and we are only left with a vague memory of rikki rachtman
seroiously that looks like the designer from Extreme Makeover Home Addition
He looks like the poster child for "My transgender doctor was on pcp and forgot to use the scaple, but my boobs look ok,right.." He woke up in a hypnotist's office and believed it was his recovery room from a twelve hour surgery to make him into Anna Nicole.
Oh MY GOD!!! And to think that he told me that it was a business trip in Ontario!! Hey arent those my thongs??????
As RuPaul said, "I don't know about you but if it snows tonight, he's going on my tires."
Charlie has always suffered from the effects of somnabulism. Ever since he was a small child, he would often get up during the night, naked save for a pair of Scooby-Doo underoos, and walk the two-hundred feet to the strip club down the street. Charlie had no idea why he did this and no ammount of psychological counselling could tear the reason from his lips.
Soon the gals who worked at the joint grew accustomed to his pajama'd body appearing in the dancer's entrance to the club(his parents switched him to them when they found out about his condition; after a breif stint of nudity as a last resort, hoping shame would stop his nighttime wanderings). They quickly accepted him as just another perk of the job. Soon, he would come home from the strip joint after one of his unconcious excursions smelling strongly of cheap perfume and with his face covered in lipstick of various shades.
His parents tried everything, even resorting to moving Calvin to another part of the city. But that only resulted in his unconcious form boarding a bus and heading to the club. Even after sending him away to a private school, he managed to hitchhike his way back into town to again be with his ladies.
Finally, they just gave up. From the time when he was seven to the time when he was nineteen, he spent every night at the strip club. Around the age of fifteen, he began returning dressed in his various unusual outfits. What his parents didn't know was that he actually left in these outfits also. His nocturnal routine had begun to include dressing as a male prostitute before departure.
The owner of the club soon saw the money to be made in this and set aside a private room in which Calvin became Frankie, the cross dressing dominatrix/dancer. At first, the gals were against it, especially Clover and Cinnamon, his adoptive stripper 'mothers'. But when they saw how happy he was dancing, they decided to let it continue.
The years flashed by and Calvin grew. He took to wearing thigh high boots and skimpy clothing in his routine. And a popular routine it was. Every gay man in the city, out or in, came to see him (and quite a few women too) as he was an amazing dancer who would remember nothing when he awoke. At nineteen, he was at the prime of his game, and making loads of money from tips... but then he stopped sleepwalking.
At first, the club owner and the strippers were at a loss to his discontinued visits. But slowly it dawned on them the severity of the situation. The Club owner, along with Clover and Fireball (Cinnamon had long since retired) came to see him.
They showed him the contract and informed the stunned boy that he was no longer showing up for his dance. Calvin was shocked. He had no idea that he'd stopped sleepwalking. He had just thought that he was having a weird week.
Immediately, they drew up a new contract. This one with a concious employment. Though already rich, Calvin continued to work at the club until he was in his late twenties. He continued visiting even after that.
This picture was taken after his thirty-eighth birthday. He's at the club, and has just managed to fit back into the costume he used for his last show. He has a beer and is busy reminiscing about old times. The man behind him just paid for a ceremonial lap dance to mark the occasion. Here's the toast to you Calvin.
"May we all be so lucky."
cute...
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ya now he is probably one of the most sexyist things i have seen on this cite yet cause yeah most of these pictures are flippin ugly dontcha think?
Goddamn, Brittney Spears has really let herself go.
My Name is Jason Roghair, from Eden, Wyoming. I love playing with my own feces, long walks at sunset, and seeing how far I can stretch my anus out. I am sooooo gay, call me, my number is 1-307-273-9298.
Francis has spent his entire life believing he is Frances, his dead twin sister. A rather large child, he had to wear a B cup by the time he reached 5th grade. His mother, also joining in the dillusion, told Francis that the reason he was growing facial hair and never had a period was that he was having extreme premature menopause. Due to his extreme stress and confusion over his incompetency as a woman, Francis turned to drugs as a way to ease the psychological pain he was suffering. Unfortunately, the drug habit continued to grow, leading him to supporting his habit by working in a strip bar for a fellow druggie so stoned that he didn't even have the decency let alone the conciousness to tell poor Francis that he was not a Frances.
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