Tuesday, September 11, 2007

FRISCO DISCO, SEXERSIZE IN STYLE

Another sweaty, lust filled edition of FRISCO DISCO, what to say, what to say, well these pictures speak for themselves...



If you see a DJ with headphones on and touching the record, they are in the mix. Do not ask them to get your cousin from San Jose inside, or where the "yay" is, or if they can play you your favorite song. However if they appear like Jefrodisiac here, they are simply "co chilling" and you can bother them.


With that firey red hair, that look, and that certain demeanor, you have to wonder where that thumb is going. Or where it's been. Keep your eye on that thumb. It could be coming for you.


Take the Jefrodisiac work out challenge.


I am going to call this one, "HOT DAMN and frightened friend"


People from other countries don't always understand Americas uptight ways. They don't mind crossing boundries, get freaky, or jumping behind the DJ booth and humping your head for about 45 minutes.


Sometimes guys may try to appear tough, but really all they want is to rest their heads on some other dudes bosom. Even if it's just for a second.


Do you see how these two are getting shit done? Throwing sass and throwing hands up in equal measures. Meanwhile other people just stand there in the back, worrying about taxes and shit.


People fall in love at Frisco Disco all the time. They reach out for the warmth and companionship of another person, letting their souls get intertwined on the dancefloor. And then they fingerbang the living shit out of each other all night long. It's all very spiritual.


This dude is like the host of some awesome show. At this point they are like, "Rad Guy show us what we've won!" and he is all, "ITS YOUR VERY OWN BOOTY SLAMMING WICKED DANCE PARTY! HUZZAH!"




This guy is probably some sort of of millionare. Bases on what limited contact I have had with them, and going mostly off what I have gleaned from televistion, this is how they look. Hit him up for a drink or a new car next time you see him.


Friends are the people you totally let scream into your ears in the middle of the dancefloor. What can you do besides appreciate their molars, raise your hand, and try to find the lenses to your glasses.


When this wallflower gets all gangster and says, "you wanna peice of me" everyone says hell yes.


This photo just totally rocks. In so many ways. Cut it out and frame it and put it in your living room and just make up stories about how much fun you and your friends had.


When people think about nightclubs and they wonder if a hot club goddess will be there to drain their money and their balls, this is pretty much exactly what they have in mind. I am like, let's go to fucking Ibiza already!




Gone are the days of office goths frowning on the dancefloor. Now it's sunshiney smiles and good vibes that will surely get you laid all around. PUT YOUR HANDS UP!


We should have a contest to figure what exactly is happneing here.


When that much tit is on the loose, even another girl has to zoom in for a better look. Lets all dance and look at breasts, while homeboy to the right just laughs and laughs.




Rock and roll dreamboat princess of sass and fun.






Somtimes you get so hot and sweaty, you need some help from your friends to cool down. Get close and pull your tit out and feel that rush of sweet air. Oh whatever... good times.












Say cheese!


This is what happens if you see to many fancy fashion magazine photo shoots. You start throwing weird, please don't shoot poses when you should be spitting beer all over the place and taking your pants off.




I guess they found the pickle for their bitch sandwich. Let the games begin!


A guy like this is sort of like the groundhog of good times. If he decides to poke his head out and party all night, then you know it's safe and the winter of boredom is over and we should all take our shirts off and do drugs and get massive hangovers. BUT, if he darts back away, partys over. Take your shit and go home!


Vin sol is full of magic. And budwiser.


These are the magic hands that rock your body down to the ground.






YAY!


When you have an awesome posse of great party friends you can all get together and have some drinks at someones house, take some pictures and goof around. Then you can all share sunglasses and head out to the club with your party posse "look" for the evening. It's awesome.




Chest hair is number 1.


If I needed open heart surgery and I looked up and saw these two standing over me, I would be so bummed. But if I need a great haircut or some fashion advice these would seem like two angels come to save me from my messy self.


Don't you wish you could bottle the essence of joy that smiley is feeling right here in this photo. That feeling of being 4 drinks deep and out with your best mates, getting down and then you just get a great friend kiss and all the chemicals in your brain go flying. Fuck prozac.


It's not a good idea to throw down tough guy stares when you are holding your fruity drink with a nappie so your delicate hands don't get all wet and chilly.

JK!




I bet this little alice in wonderland treats her bitch like an ATM card because she is in the building and totally feeling herself! I miss you MAC DRE!


Dude, all this KILL YOUR TV shit. How many dead TV's is this guy responsible for? Does he kill his own? Or go into other peoples house and like drop a sledgehammer in the middle of ALF? Or does he just sort of spread the word that we should all be busy murdering TVs? I don't get it. Also is he against video games and computers too?


DJ'ing is one of the few "entertainment" jobs where if you are really doing it and trying to do it right, you end up looking like you are doing your fucking taxes. That's why we get Jefrodisiac to flex in the back there. To take your mind off of things.






Hipster bandists. All they want is American Apparel and cocaine. You better hand it over too.


Yes these are some foxes, but DAMN what is up wtih earrings lately? MC LYTE called and she wants that shit back. They just keep getting bigger and crazier, with feathers and hula hoops and bear claws in there and shit. People got plugs the size of fucking dinner plates and shit. Ears are so nice. Can't we all just give them a break for a freaking minute?


Wouldn't you like to be the pickle in this here girl sandwich? I bet it wouldn't be so bad.


Look past the happy campers here and wonder what's up with homeslice way in the back there. Is he on the nod?


Oh just another night of feeling music magic and rubbing up against attractive people. Club Land...it's so, you know, TOTALLY FUCKING AWESOME!




There is so much amazing stuff happening in this one photo. But everyone appears to be enjoying themselves so let's leave it at that and call it a day.


gay (gā) Pronunciation Key
adj. gay·er, gay·est
Of, relating to, or having a sexual orientation to persons of the same sex.
Showing or characterized by cheerfulness and lighthearted excitement; merry.
Bright or lively, especially in color: a gay, sunny room.
Given to social pleasures.
Dissolute; licentious.






These cats are from LA. They said so. About 10 times. Look them up next time you get down to So Cal.


Everyone looks their best at 210AM when the lights hit and the drinks and whatnot are kicking. Even in soft focus you can smell the B.O.

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

james is cute.

Anonymous said...

if only i wasn't going to sonoma this weekend. if only i was going to ibiza. or frisco disco.


i'll be drunk dancing for ya in sonoma.

Selva Graciani said...
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Selva Graciani said...

Ok! In English -

Selva Graciani said...
i can hum and hump your head for more than 45 minutes...

next time - sorry for the savage manners! i was born naked and from a woman that was deflowered by Robert Plant! haha ;) mmmmm nice!.

Tripp-eeeeennnn...See you soon!

The Kakao of Venezuela. Muaxxxxx