The Olympics.

Sports.

Tommy the Tank.

One bad mother of a recruit that we found on a Russian dating site. Kills it with the ladies. Kills it with the dudes. He's got good muscles.

A few more critter ass critters.

True talent knows no boundaries.

Critter Faces.

You may think that these expressions have to do with Olympic competitions, when in fact they are expressions of mid-poop.

Sup Girl.

Dump em out?

Beauties.

Quad Cam Bastard Rob turned me onto these hotties and I can't thank him enough. My type of chicks for sure. When we were way young, my friend Brian worked at a camera store and this camera store was one of the only ones that would develop anything. They didn't give a fuck. He would be at work and fax photos identical to these over to Faith Skate Supply where we would all be hanging out. Super critter shit man, one legged hookers and spatulas up asses type shit. I think some of those photos are still at the skate shop. Anyways, Rob, you made my day.

Critter Yearbook.

Can't stop won't stop. Seriously.

Exercise and get in shape.

Muscles rule.

Swamp Donkey

You can look at this, or you can look at that. You can look at this, or you can look at that.

Puddin' Pops.

Whoa, there on the right.

I love biker rallies. Where every mom cuts loose.

Stoked.

Guitar faces are an amazing thing.

SaMANtha.

Check out this looker! She's got the face of an angel......... or Sloth from The Goonies.

A few more from that one night.

There are so many more photos that I have, but they are pretty incriminating. Here's the last of the one's that probably won't get anyone in trouble (other than Jay). No explanations, you just had to have been there.

It will eat your soul.

Critter face.

AHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!

Fuck you mutha fucka! I'm a eat yo ass!

Crack.

Smoke it.

Critter Face.

Happy New Year!!!!!!

Let's try to top it this year!