Saturday, April 10, 2010

Don't do drugs, bad things happen...

The mid-80's were not a pretty time for Rick and I. After years drug abuse and smoking, we were not very healthy. Rick had been smoking about 7 packs of smokes a day and my meth use was out of control. We got the strangest looks from people when we would go to the flea market in Albuquerque. Rick would bitch me out for wearing my bike shorts and I would rag on his mullet.

It's 2010 now and thankfully, we got better.


  1. Thought provoking...let me send you to this site.....lmao I'm kidding.This is hilarious.I do have a blog but i just came to show love not promote!

  2. Nice one, b.p. Thanks for the love, and back atcha. (beautiful poison's blog can be found at

  3. As for Vance's post, Vance got the height and I got the looks.

    Just to clarify things about the photo above... Vance is not wearing bike shorts OR Chuck Taylors. Both the "shorts" and the "shoes" are from Vance's early forays into self-tattooing.

    CAUTION!! Don not zoom in on this photo unless you want to be traumatized!!


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