Monday, May 18, 2009

Some Guys Have All the Luck...

This sequence of photographs reminds me of the really bad pop ballads that Rod Stewart did in the 1980's. I've always wondered how that little spiky haired bastard could be so sad when he was married to Rachel Hunter, the swimsuit model.

I imagine this guy had some sad songs to sing after filling up two giant beer mugs full of his own puke. Not for the same reasons as Rod, as I'm almost positive that Rachel Hunter wasn't there to wipe his chin dry of the orange, acidic bile that also covered his shirt and pants.




6 comments:

Kent Carmichael said...

Man that was gross. Thanks for sharing. Overall good night. You almost started a fight on the dance floor soon after this moment.

Kryss said...

Pretty fucking rugged dude.

Casey Brewer said...

All by design Kent. Being a bona fide prick can usually promote some of the best Superbeast journalism. I call it "research".

Anonymous said...

That is a beautiful thing. Again, where are the phone numbers for this single chick? No digits for the long-ponytail guy; no digits for Barftacula? You need to share the love.

Andrea

theryanburk said...

Note to self: never again order the big mug from Gasthoff's.

frank adam said...

Horrid.