FLORIDA. in all its glory.

some job killers are better than others

HEY YOU FAT PRIG, CROSS THE STREET AND TAKE A LOOK INSIDE.

WELCOME TO THE SOUVENIER SHOP IN THE DEAD CENTER OF HELL, MIAMI, FLORIDA.

ummm honey, wear this and you're a stupid bitch either way.

stare at it. stare at it hard. thats halfway to pass out drunk. admittedly you are drinking gasoline... but whatever.

Find a Badder Santa

High-Fives for scaring the hell out of children in miami.

Florida's B\est and Brightest

Smoke Break

a quick nap

there were moments that the tide was ready to turn and things were going to get violent.

the quiet one. Cheo got about an inch away from putting his cigg out in his eye. Cheo HATED this guy. he said one time he let him give him a tugg. the other option was leave the beach forever.

fucking idiots

Totally worth 2000 pennies.

I was throwing all kinds of money at homeless people. This cost me twenty to take a picture of the inside of his palm. it was a squashed fly. the joke goes like this... Slap anyone you want, ever. Hard. Then say there was a bug there. show them the palm, you got it squashed flat, right on your palm. we all laugh and laugh and laugh. It works great for say, 10 years. after that it fades out and just shows that you're an abusive old man. so its still great.

>Merry Christmas. Im back.

Ive been gone a week but i bring pictures of horrible monsters. Enjoy.

(I've got enough for days, you are going to be hit hard and often with what I've got for you.)

FLORIDA DOES NOT DISAPPOINT

(it says maria. I'm sure she is proud of him wherever she is. most likely long dead and buried somewhere shallow.)

EVER

things were going well enough. I bought my way into their picnic with a pack of camels. To the left we have JC, who played me "Moon River" 6 times in the first 20 mintes we hung out. he kept asking "I bet you never heard this one!" then he would play it and proudly inform me after words.. "Now that, that was moooooon river. you like it? you ever hear moon river? well if i like you, maybe I'll play it for you later so you can hear it once in your fuckin life." and so on. to the right is Cheo. he told me he had killed 3 block men in self defence and had to run away from the bornx and never look back. then JC told me a hell of a story about him, a dillenger, him quiting the only job he ever held outside of 'Nam. being a brooklyn jew's pretty boy/housekeeper. "he kept trying to suck on my prick. I let him a couple times. I was eating better than my mother ever cooked. that faggot. I should have killed him before i left. I was there 8 months. the food was really good."

Passing around my house warming gift. we hung out for about an hour until....

I decided to risk my life altogether and pull out twenty dollars in singles. ( a bum's ransom)

And I was met with "I'll kill someone on the beach you look at wrong for twenty dollars. Oh, you want me to put on my santa gear? Yeah alright!"

Life is hard for the money. but those bucks be pile'lin. (obviously.)

I showed him 20 dollars and I paid them out to him one bill at a time. Life is hard for the money. but those bucks be pile'lin. (obviously.)

wave good-bye

now go to sleep