Showing posts with label critter fuel. Show all posts
Showing posts with label critter fuel. Show all posts

Wednesday, March 6, 2013

Fast Food People.

I really don't have any comments. They are either the same, or related to, the people at Walmart.







Wednesday, October 26, 2011

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.








Tuesday, September 6, 2011

"Aye! Take yo drank!"


Man, it would be really tough growing up in such a political household. FourLoko gets you loco.

Friday, November 5, 2010

Critter Fuel.

So me and Ross were talking about all of the fucked up shit critters are always smoking and drinking. Not the fucked up shit that they have done before, but the budget brand shit they always have. So, here's a new section for the Haints blog. Critter Fuel.
Here you go, Chesterfield cigarettes. Probably a brand that was hot shit back in the 1920's, but slowly fell off over time. Now you can get them at the gas station for $2.15 with a free hotdog. Not to mention that the guy in this ad looks like Danny Devito.