See what happens to Burt without Ernie? Straight up gutter time.
Now this was good times:
Mike D, The Charnwood Bowl snake run thing and one of his 45 ghetto blasters.
Motley crew. Ruling bus stop.
You know you are having a day and a half when
a cowboy passes you on a chair lift whilst a guy bleats out
Devo's "Whip It" on a trombone below.
Launceston was on fire.
No comment.
This was next level.
This is Genie. She rules. She may appear agin in this post. (pic by Emily)
Two stars one frame. Harry Clark was hanging for a turn on my magic wand.
Gimme the loot. Best goddamn whip I have ever seen.
To the left is the lord of them all Ricky Watt.
To the right is Harry Clark trying to get photo incentive.
This is buster. He is the best cat-dog you will ever meet.
He may also make another appearance on this post.
There he is again: Buster. Ruling at life.
I told you he ruled.
But i bet you didn't know he was a member of the Mew Tang Clan?
Speak of the clan and we have this!
Jack is one of the best dudes of all time and here he is repping the Wu shortly after
blowing a whole guitar shop away with his Hendrix impersonation!
This was one of those days that makes you realize how good life can be:
Bulleen, good heads and sun. What more could you want.
Frame grab courtesy of Shane Fowler's lens work.
Steve Murphy. Love ya doggy.
Swanning on the a to b.
That is one way to "walk" your dog.
We are getting the band back together.
Placement thanks to Jim Hensby.
This is my girlfriend's flatmate's pet.
Give me Buster any day.
Genie doing what Genie does best:
being really fucking stoked.
I reckon that Nugget got so tech on this flat bar that he disintegrated the best part of it.
Either that or Marty McFly back smithed it at 88 mph in the Delorean and the other half got teleported back to 1955.
Buster's owner Buster Grills under threat.
Mr Modus Mr Brett Margaritis on the blower with a cuppa.
And to top off the year:
where would we be without Mr. Super Carrot?
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