"So I was like: What did you just say? And he was like: You heard me. So then I was like -- POW! And busted a cap in his insolent ass for disrespecting on the office of the Vice. Fa real, homie: I'm Old School like that." (image and idea via the brilliant wickedtheory via jakeandjackie)
After a morning full of gravity bongs, but decidedly before the late afternoon naked bongo drumming "session." We call this Leibovitzian portrait, captured on the sly: Matthew McConough-high. (image via ohnotheydidnt)
Moby's leftish politics were met with a saucy right-cross about the chops by fiesty fashionista Courtney Moss on the Upper East Side. (image via NySocialDiary)
Longtime fans of Ricky Martin were astonished when he stopped cold in the middle of a concert performance and shouted, cryptically, "This is the shit I really want to be doing," before launching into a frisky little song and dance number from "Cabaret." (image via wireimage)
Eurotrash Euan Rellie to John Burke -- sotto voce: "Do you ever worry over the karmic implications over the people we fuck over"? (image via NYSocialDiary)
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Maybe Cheney was burnin with Maconohigh thus the nasty case of his crookedly cocked gun.
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