Erin makes a visit to NYC. Mmm, hot and muggy New York afternoons.
Mariya shows no love for the camera. Who the fuck does she think she is? Paris Hilton?
We then got pizza at my favorite joint (on Thompson and Spring). Mariya eats her pizza really really fast.
We then went back to Kzar's apartment to drink and watch the drama that is The Hills. Kzar is captivated by Heidi's emotional breakup with her boyfriend. Thank you MTV for letting me live vicariously through the lives of 18 year olds.
Look your best ever with Miller Lite.
Akash enjoys the photoshop wonders of Maxim girls.
Akash, she isn't going to become real if you offer her Miller Lite. That only happens in beer commercials.
Cy also stops by. Kzar offers a hungry Cyrus some frozen tacos.
Heading to Kush. Since we have one too many, Erin hides from the cab driver.
Erin, don't drink that! That's a candle!
A belly dancer gives us a show.
Someone gives her the thumbs up.
That would be Cyrus giving the belly dancer a thumbs up.
Akash using the pick up skills he learned from Maxim.
Cy gets in on the hookah action.
Hanging out in a hookah bar is gangsta.
Kaizar insisting that Erin look at his tongue. "ERIN! LOOK AT MY TONGUE!"
On our way to another bar, I noticed a guy getting his photo taken with a sneaker.
We met up with Kenny and his friend.
Cy horrified at being molested by this random chica.
The most action Kzar's gotten in a while--a bike.
Then we got some food at St. Marks.










An undated "headshot" of Linda KayAny story that begins with the word "stripper" is bound to be good and by "good" I mean of course, "bizarre" and "strange." And if that stripper is from New Jersey, even better!
Kimchi banana!
Chomp!
Mmm.
This costume helps the Hermit Nation and China forget Japan's past aggressive foreign policy tendencies.
Despite our lone cowboy ways on the diplomatic and political international stage, I've never been ashamed of being an American. Despite Bush, Cheney, Haliburton, secret prisons, Iraq, and our military industrial complex, I've never been ashamed to say I'm American. Until now. This outfit that blondie is wearing makes me ashamed to be an American.
Is she wearing a cape made out of black construction paper that I used in elementary school??
Channeling The Tempest?
This is why I want to go to Australia. Girl is dressed no different than the hot models I see walking around Soho.[EDIT: Just noticed the boomerang! Hot ya'll!]
This is why Americans make fun of Canada. What culture is she suppose to be reflecting? Trashy Vegas variety shows??
The song playing while she walked out: The Wind Beneath My Wings.
Apparently TGIFs is a country. I want my baby back baby back baby back ribs.
I learned from this girl that if I ever go to Croatia, bring an umbrella.
If I was a Peruvian, I'd demand that she cover up her sash because this is downright embarrassing.
Afterwards,
I suspect the closest Jennifer Love Hewitt has come to Dartmouth is a used cock in her mouth.
