I wonder what rib fest this guy was rocking at? My guess is one that featured “Kansas and Mark Farner (formerly of Grand Funk)” in the headlining roles.
You can tell that he is having a good time by the pajamas around his neck. You can tell he’s tough by the plugs, too. Coolest dude at the Less Than Jake show by far!
I don’t get it. See it everywhere. Sloths like this at concerts. It’s like being at a show gives them licence to act like fools. You know the type. They often travel in packs, all with silly half grins on their faces. They charge through crowds with no thought for the young women around (and why would they? They’re completely unfamiliar with the species). They feel there is strength in numbers. The behaviours they exhibit become non-existent without their pack mates. The “high five” and the “beer hoist in the air” are commonly how they exhibit their strength, accompanied by vocalisations of “yeah!” and “woo!” Often their faces are red, drips of sweat sliding down their cheeks. Personally, I dread encounters with such groups. While they believe it serves a purpose, the sweat they streak along females bodies as they shove past is extremely unappealing.
flip flops are fin
He does not qualify for the best discount at Whole Foods.
Yeah but you know the song is “Just One of Those Days.”
I wonder what rib fest this guy was rocking at? My guess is one that featured “Kansas and Mark Farner (formerly of Grand Funk)” in the headlining roles.
You can tell that he is having a good time by the pajamas around his neck. You can tell he’s tough by the plugs, too. Coolest dude at the Less Than Jake show by far!
God, didn’t they get guys like this to dance on stage for the Bosstones?
Larry the Cable Guy’s son can really dance!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
he’s so in the zone
the ‘big guy’
fuck it, dude looks fun
Oh yall niggahs like to crack, until you find out it’s Tim Harrington from Les Savy Fav, then you’re on his dick!
oooooh check out that hottie in the background
I don’t get it. See it everywhere. Sloths like this at concerts. It’s like being at a show gives them licence to act like fools. You know the type. They often travel in packs, all with silly half grins on their faces. They charge through crowds with no thought for the young women around (and why would they? They’re completely unfamiliar with the species). They feel there is strength in numbers. The behaviours they exhibit become non-existent without their pack mates. The “high five” and the “beer hoist in the air” are commonly how they exhibit their strength, accompanied by vocalisations of “yeah!” and “woo!” Often their faces are red, drips of sweat sliding down their cheeks. Personally, I dread encounters with such groups. While they believe it serves a purpose, the sweat they streak along females bodies as they shove past is extremely unappealing.