One Way…To Hell!
May 04, 2009
No photoshop, just another day in Logan Square.
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May 5th, 2009 on 3:14 pm
Clearly, that road leads to Humboldt Park.
May 6th, 2009 on 7:23 am
I know that you put that up there Danny, you friggin anarchist rebel.
May 7th, 2009 on 12:28 pm
That, my dear fellows, leads straight to my marriage. Married a Latina, took me for half my shit, and her children, by me, are… special.
Fucked in the Apple.
May 7th, 2009 on 1:05 pm
ha ha! hilarious! i mean, not funny, but yeah, hilarious.
May 7th, 2009 on 9:23 pm
Seriously. I look like Mickey Rourke without the plastic , the roids, and the money. My bandita gives me a ball ache.