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Sexy bloo and purple.

It hurt.

And because the hormones are actually starting to affect my face, some new photos:

So I got into some shenanigans last weekend involving alcohol and tuxedos. I call it the 'Werewolves of Baton Rouge' look.

Oh yes.

More!

Didn't get pictures at the show yesterday ... so here's one from a while ago.

Faith? Courage? ... Stupidity?

My upper lip is now bald after more than ten years.

Reposted from Testingstan!



Comrades! Cheers to Internationalism and proletarian working-class people's something-somethings!



Da, comrades! Salyut!



FOR THE MOTHERLAND! DA!






self defense begins with a gun and ends with a bullet!


the femme fatale!





she leiks feesh

I'm just gonna leave this here.

Me, playing Halo at a friend's house. I'd... gotten in a scuffle earlier that night, hence the red marks on my head.

Also, I'm sure Phant wants to estimate how close to the mark Master of Card's claim of "hairball" actually hits.

I hope you beat the shit out of the other guy.

*post deleted*

I'm on the far right. FYI, the girl on the far left annihilated every other guy and won the comp in two seconds flat.

hongi wrote:I hope you beat the shit out of the other guy.

He thinks he broke his hand (but he won't get it looked at). And, though the reality was quite different, the tall tales other people spun by the end of the week made it sound like I destroyed him.

Dave wrote:

hongi wrote:I hope you beat the shit out of the other guy.

He thinks he broke his hand (but he won't get it looked at). And, though the reality was quite different, the tall tales other people spun by the end of the week made it sound like I destroyed him.

I just saw this. Dude, I was expecting more hair. I am incredibly disappointed with MoC's inability to accurately describe people.

I like your eyebrows though, that is pretty fierce. You should get a scar like Martok, but without the whole losing an eye thing.

Hav thinks I look like I'm in a ZZ Top cover band or something, for comparison.

One of the few pictures I have of me that look any good. It was taken way back in 2006 or so at a Western Band Association event. I've gained a bit of weight since then. I also cut my hair. What's not visible in this picture is the fact that I forgot to pack my dress shoes. Really glad not many people noticed.

Ditched the beard, since some of the positions I'm applying for are management-trainee-ish, and full beard doesn't fit the stereotype.

And yes, that is a game of BrikWars. (QuikWars variant)

Easter now, and in this part of Finland (ostrobothnian coast) that means bonfires, here's me & my fiancé sitting on a bale of hay infront of the bonfire.

Here be me. Marvel at my unchopped Beiber bastard child mop.



Sexy, no? I might post another when I get this bloody thing lopped off...

Liora, 2 days old, taking a warm bath in a bowl of water to help encourage her to evacuate, held in place by the lovely Jessica, who looks fantastic, considering she just gave birth.


My new full time job: caretaker of cuteness.


More recent footage of Liora in her bunnysuit.

Rye dun gone purples.

The two most handsome men in the world.



We're also the most modest ones.