9 september 2003.136 pm

those of you that know me in real life, or those of you that are meticulous stalkers, should recall that i have a friend named ryan "bork" bourque. here is a picture of bork getting humped by my dog:

i dont see bork so much anymore because his woman came back to him, so he doesnt have time for lame unimportant things like "spending time with your friends." i havent even really thought of him lately until diana sent me this in the mail, because she thought i needed to see it:

circa 1995? im guessing.

nice mullet, brah.