COOKOUTS GOING HOME...
Times have changed and times are strange
Here I come , But I ain't the same
Mama, I'm Coming Home
RANDOM WEEKEND WRAP-UP
Lately, the recliner in front of my complex is the cozy zone for the homeless
Different day, different dude...
The name says it all...
The Spits @ Annies Friday night...
"I just can't take it anymore!"
Gearwise... Suspenders, no socked high-tops, a f'n purse/bag with boomin' system
(female version of Osiris meets the Muska)
Back at Delirium Saturday and ran into this trio...
"Ginchwise; I didn't make him go to Miami..."
Cookouts unofficial official send-off...
No one's gonna miss him more then Sally Slap...
JT and Denise-Oops poops?
Bravo!
Sally and I got on the dance floor, yeah I got some moves-So...
The place went nuts...
I want you to want me, I need you to need me...
Trendsetterwise: Watch, next week everyone will have beer down the front of their shirt...
Quick explanation, this was our third bar and car bombs had already been devoured...
Look at me, I'm wasted! Next day Eeyore status for sure...
Somewhere, someone's saying "Fuck, that's me!"
You made me cry, told me lies
But, I can't stand to say goodbye
Mama, I'm Coming Home
Comments
just took him to the airport
Posted by: sally | July 17, 2006 12:52 PM
We need more pictures like that last one. Also, less Yankees, more Floridians.
Posted by: arc | July 17, 2006 04:07 PM
later for you Cookout, sorry i couldn't buy you a last pint. the yayo is good in Vallejo, we do lines while ghost riddin' the whip, yo. keep up with the good photos Coolout!!
Posted by: isaac | July 17, 2006 08:27 PM
No longer trife material...ha. Maybe I'll catch up with epiclylaterd or endlessbummer.
Posted by: The Cookout | July 20, 2006 05:03 PM
hightower. the bowl. saturday night. be there fool.
Posted by: mandreas | July 24, 2006 10:03 PM
no one to eat all my salsa
Posted by: irene | July 28, 2006 02:02 PM