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fuck you, fucker!

Finally, a more decent picture of our mugs

Amstelveen - Uilenstede

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All the ways of a rude dog

Credits

Song

*We do not advocate or encourage the abuse of alcoholic bev --

-- wait.... yes we do. (´・ω)ノ[|_|　|_|]ヽ(ω・｀)

Family ♥

Was about time that we did a fam picture. I love these two fuckers, until the end. My Angi Dog, and Peanit.

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Amsterdam - Heemstedestraat - Delflandlaan

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Finally done with this fucker. Wat think?

100% Shapes.

No white shapes.

Code: pastebin.com/CJaJSUzT

HQ: gyazo.com/dfd480b56ae3c21ef6be9b45dc27a47d

- ℹ Detail

- ♫ Sound

- 📷 taken at Nathan Art Studio (ephemeral scenery)

I'm now on Facebook

www.youtube.com/watch?v=RlPNh_PBZb4

I hate to give the satisfaction asking how you're doing now

How's the castle built off people you pretend to care about?

Just what you wanted

Look at you, cool guy, you got it

I see the parties and the diamonds sometimes when I close my eyes

Six months of torture you sold as some forbidden paradise

I loved you truly

You gotta laugh at the stupidity

'Cause I've made some real big mistakes

But you make the worst one look fine

I should've known it was strange

You only come out at night

I used to think I was smart

But you made me look so naive

The way you sold me for parts

As you sunk your teeth into me, oh

Bloodsucker, fame fucker

Bleedin' me dry, like a goddamn vampire

Hair - Tram

playsuit - TF

glasses - TF

"Don't let the little fuckers generation-gap you."

...and the fuckers cut the tree...

‍‍👿Bleedin' me dry, like a goddamn vampire‍‍👿

Basically my rendition of those people who just live to watch the world burn. They treat other people like objects for their amusements, their turmoil just a show to them; a dance. I chose the two most stereotypical sly and deceitful creatures I could think of, a snake and a fox.

Parents are asleep so I couldnt use the scanner to upload, had to use my camera. >,<

Was listening to 'you're gonna go far kid' by The Offspring while drawing this, which is where 'Dance fucker, dance' came from.

.Mars. - Monster Fucker Permit

// I'm just remaking my old advertisements, don't mind me. //

MOD/COPY

Sorry, mom.

Available at a reduced price for this week's 99L Sale!

Details:

You know, as the director of the Martian Ethics Authority, I thought it would be nice to put a face to this incredible role and show people how easy it is to acquire such permit. Not like - I - personally, needed one tho.

SO, this one is a fully customizable lil thing, so in order for this to be your own personal card you need some sort of software to edit the base, therefore with the purchase comes a link that takes you into the depths of my disgusting google drive and you will find a folder with a PSD file and also simple bare png-s that you can edit with any software, even paint.

You can add the ticks and donor sticker or not, add your signature, change the QR code (don't), add your picture and whatever. I included the normal and rougness maps as well, in case you need them for some reason, but they are already put into the objects in world as well.

I made 4 hold animations, BUT if you are crafty you can easily make your own and put them into the cards, the script will know and use it. Also, there is a resize script that you can remove if it bothers you. Removing these should happen through rezzing objects on the ground. Due to these script the main object wil show it is no-mod, but that's a goddamn lie.

In case you run into a problem, reach out.

You can demo and find them here: .MARS. In-World STORE !

Insomnia's a fucker, here's some Tron meets World of Warcraft meets...startreck?! who knows. anyway :)

(fucker)

You're welcome. 😉

I mean. I would be a swan though, they are loyal af.

I adore this little fucker, honestly ♥

I went out to a party yesterday, and while being drunk some fucker stole my phone. Now I have to go to the phone booth across the street if I need to call anyone.

Blog link: mydigitalmirror.crawil.com/index.php/2018/12/21/i-lost-my...

Lucius 'bout to stab a fucker

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Inspired by my buddy Jane who also performs on the track. m.soundcloud.com/oblee/fucker-fucker-fucker

Fuckers coming along well, however I unfortunately need to rework all the internal connections to be a bit more stable. Progress tho…and bonus! it balances much better in walking position with the smaller/lighter head

All you fuckers can't touch me

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Painted in 1998, Quick Freestyle, at the Bomb Shelter wall in Minneapolis. One of those real hot weather days that everyone else wanted to go to the beach or chill out at in their air conditioned home. Instead of doing that, I decided to go get my tan on and rock a piece. I grabbed some ill ass American Accents and Rusto colors as well as my Krylon Ultra Flat Black and headed out. At this time I was going over a lot of people and expected to be rolled on, once or twice by writers at the wall. Fortunately, it never happened. I always was prepared though. Keeping a little something nice & handy for any would be suckers, trying to start some shit. One time when I was out at this wall, painting by myself in one area but with Logik painting in another area, I saw this group of 13-15 year olds on the tracks with their Bmx's. I didn't pay it no mind at first and just kept doing my thing. I knew that they were up to something though, just by how sneaky they were acting and shit. So, I decided to keep my eye on them and kept turning around slightly to see what was up out of the corner of my eye. I just had one of those gut feelings that something was about to happen. All of a sudden I noticed that the large part of the group started to roll out and they began to yell something. I couldn't make out what they were saying and when I turned around, I saw this 14-15 year old black kid pointing a gun in my direction. I don't know why but I just kind of froze for a second then turned back around towards the wall slowly when he started to buck shots at the wall. They hit about 10 feet above my head and I quicky ducked down and behind a small bush. I was in shock. I couldn't believe this little fucker. He jumped on his bike after poppin' off about 3 caps and rode off. I'm pretty sure that he wasn't trying to shoot me, just act tough in front of his friends. I thought about running to my vehicle and tracking him down but quickly dismissed that when I realized, what was I going to do with him after I caught him. I pretty much just packed my shit up, told Logik what had just happened and headed home for the day. That was in the middle to the end of the summer of 1998 and pretty much one of the last times I painted that wall. I figured that it was time to look elsewhere for spots. If you can't burn on a wall without being shot at by some ignorant little fuckers, then it was time to move on.

Nilo + Ágatha + Re

i loves my ghosties <333

we're hard asses.

yup.

just like mickey avalon bahahahha

For next to nothin'

Your soul could be mine

Now that I got your attention, look you dead in the eyes

If you're gunna make a move, let it be quick

Because the last mother fucker stuttered and got clipped

I stick and move like a dog in the night

Who proud but won't growl before I'm gun' bite

Street lamps light the way as I stray

Past the corner liquor store and the penny arcade

Juiced on bennys and hard lemonade

I boost so many sweets I've got tooth decay

Who say, that Mickey can't rock your life

I've been up for 2 days straight

and 3 nights

I wear my lee's tight

and tapered at the bottom

I bought them at the swap meet in Spanish Harlem

So if you got a problem

You know where I'm at

Lurkin' in the garden with snakes and gutter rats

At the end of the eve we

Roll up our sleeves

Mess with my stake and I'm gunna have to swing

So don't make nothin' more difficult

Blood starts gushin' when I kick your skull

At the end of the eve we

Roll up our sleeves

Mess with my stake and I'm gunna have to swing

So don't make nothin' more difficult

Blood starts gushin' when I kick your skull

With eyes on the back of my head after dark

I'm just a lone drifter on the lookout for a mark

I've got angles that'll tangle masterminds with heart

fuck it I'll even run a bum for his shopping cart

When I was young my father, rest in peace

Taught me how to pick a pocket and copy car keys

As a little boy I'd hop through chimneys

Skilled at the art of making enemies

So if you got beef

Better have good luck because

Even if you knock me down, I'll get up

And if you don't kill me

I'm gunna slice your gut

With a straight edge razor

Riddled with rust

Blood lust takes me over when I close my eyes

And look back over these jet black skies

My time here may be short along

So when I rhyme here I'm gunna light this on

At the end of the eve we

Roll up our sleeves

Mess with my stake and I'm gunna have to swing

So don't make nothin' more difficult

Blood starts gushin' when I kick your skull

At the end of the eve we

Roll up our sleeves

Mess with my stake and I'm gunna have to swing

So don't make nothin' more difficult

Blood starts gushin' when I kick your skull

What you lookin' at punk you don't know me from Adam

And you have the nerve to step on my chucks fuck that

I wasn't brought up to turn the other cheek

I'll break your mothers back, just for touchin' me

I crush MC's with line step line they're mute

Strangalin' triangles, spheres, and cubes

The day old leader throwin' jabs and slabs

Of meat, that hang on hooks and straight stink

Go play the clubs that love to dance

Where chumps step bump me as they walk on past

Avalon don't care none for breasts

Less they cook and clean and wipe my ass

At the end of the eve we

Roll up our sleeves

Mess with my stake and I'm gunna have to swing

So don't make nothin' more difficult

Blood starts gushin' when I kick your skull

At the end of the eve we

Roll up our sleeves

Mess with my stake and I'm gunna have to swing

So don't make nothin' more difficult

Blood starts gushin' when I kick your skull

My attitude is all fucked up and real shitty

Crazy ill mad rap

My attitude is all fucked up and real shitty

Crazy ill mad rap

My attitude is all fucked up and real shitty

Crazy ill mad rap

My attitude is all fucked up and real shitty

Crazy ill mad rap

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LOL...A girl I know sent this to me....So funny!

the joys of living in bums-fuck...

please view on BLACK

your blood is what i want to drink tonight

your heart is what i'm going to eat

don't cry, fucker!

They always look like this. Fuckers.

big fuckers too

From about 1994 to 2002 I shot a heap of polaroid film using a polaroid spectra camera, flickr seems an opportune place to display them, it'll be long slow project so sit down grab a beer and relax....

designed to be viewed as a slide show

Global warming is not a myth. Fuckers.