she's stepping like a pro to this
Heinz Beans commissioned illustration
Cake Club in Berlin
and tits for your troubles
Just like the polished jackboot of the buff riot policeman crushing the hippy's jaw, I thought I'd ram home how lovely the summer is here in Perth, Western Australia.
Fuck work, too hot - go to the beach and drink Mexican beer instead.
My favourite beach is Waikiki, about 50 minutes south of Perth.
Yes, there are bastard sharks sometimes. Not today though.
Part of its charm is the seclusion.
Smiling in photos is for drooling idiots.
I rung her while I was at the beach and she started giggling like a tipsy schoolgirl. Either I have a speech impediment or I make her nervous somehow.
Fuck it's hot. 37C.
Tits, I'm not getting the fuck out.