close to dropping 3 dimes

Thats right.... BROTHER

hulk hogan and myself enjoyed our birthdays on august 11th. i turned 29, he turned 35. the Leo's tried to rise up and make it an all day affair on boozing... except maybe i forgot my age a little bit and found myself not up for it so much.... at least not like the old dayzzz. we started at around 10 o'clock at miceailbrook golf course where we saw a few deuce-sixers go bye bye, along with alot of beer. we tried to bring out a cooler with us on the course(c'mon its michaelbrook) but the beer cart girl confiscated it right quick. old people didn't know what to think off us.... besides that we had conspired to ruin their weekend of walking behind a ball... hitting it 20 yards....then walking some more. we enjoyed quite a field of notable golfing athletes. the leaderboard was full of big numbers. there was dancing on the greens, random yells of "tiga-tiger woods ya'll", frequent mictication by the westview "irrigation" company, and balls making similar trajectories as does a boomerang. most of the dudes were first or second timers so it was pretty funny most of the time. the last few holes involved angered conversations about how we needed more beer.

motley's crue

nick was quite concerned about his attire(angelic in nature) with sandals, a cutoff , hat with a lean and chain out. when keeping it real gets you beat up by an old timer with a 3 wood. kiko looking like "i've never done dis before". at some point stephane leaned in and imagine my best accent: "miceail, i tell you i've got to learn to do this shit... for the business... absolutely"

john claude van damme: when street fighter meets payne stewart. listening to adrian's group yell across the course for johnny to bring them a baguette or to paint them a portrait was pretty funny. not bad play for his first time though

nikolai swinging made you wanna wear a tin cup.... this pic was taken practically in the line of fire.

paul"the english rose" actually poured his beer out and filled the can with tea and his pockets with crumpets. telling patrick to aim for the boat. just prior to patrick telling some old timer to "watch his mouth".

nik, jefa(demonstrating why he should never wear hats) and denis

wayne wonders hair, me, johnny(outfit number 2), valentino and brian at the 19th.

when its two in the afternoon on a weekend and you are with the fellas.... the tree happens. was mardi gras or something downtown and heather's stag showed up. patrick stepped right up to try and make friends and or begin what i like to call the beginning of the end for him. continued at earls patio... with flaming lamborghini. oddly enough mine didn't have the same effect upon the recipient as it did to belize boy. paul video taped him doing it on his phone and you could see the glaze come over his eyes. after that, in business, he became what you would describe as a write-off. except instead of an expense related to job we are talking about the total deterioration of a human being....lol. when he is out he is OUT.

paul doing the V for villa, VILLA, VILLA. johnny(outfit number 3)

me and my baby.... keeping my head on straight after an aborted bbq

i'm a little teacup short and stout; here's my handle! and here is my spout!