Oh dear Portland, you turned the screws on me again.

I have returned from the land to the North and am certainly a little ragged around the edges because of it.
Give me a day to sort through the photos and see if I can’t figure out what happened.
I’m pretty sure this did;

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9 Responses to “Oh dear Portland, you turned the screws on me again.”

  1. Amanda Sundvor March 26, 2012 at 9:02 pm #

    Yup, that happened. No wonder they cut us off.

  2. Admiral Longpour March 27, 2012 at 5:58 am #

    Behold, the exact moment when the Stansition occurred. Like trying to drive one of those ladder fire trucks from the back with no one in the driver’s seat. I should’ve created a bufferzone.

  3. Ben March 27, 2012 at 6:48 am #

    Is this story going to include a dead squirrel lock?

  4. Brian March 27, 2012 at 7:44 am #

    I saw a dead squirrel lock in the back of Velocult…..tasty.

  5. Andy March 27, 2012 at 12:35 pm #

    Is that Cheever humping the back of your head?

  6. Loudass, Esq. March 27, 2012 at 12:39 pm #

    Stan Beaver…. I thought you was dead!

  7. phaty p March 27, 2012 at 5:46 pm #

    Thats a lot of forehead?

    • Stevil March 28, 2012 at 5:42 am #

      The camera adds two inches.

  8. Logan March 28, 2012 at 5:49 am #

    “Master Blaster!”