Wow. Those guys are really talented. You really have to keep your head still.
I could just drink a whole bottle of vodka off that. After I do my laundry, of course.
Uh...don't you have a "not feeling too good" wife to get to?
Can't you survey your conquered kingdom another time?
Round 2, Phil. Round 2.
Props to AiRon Woman. She is a thousand years old, this is her gajillionth Slam, and she's into the third round. Unfortunately she's going to have to crush the soul of her BFF in the next round.
Jesus, are they teaching everyone at the Bunny Ranch the Jackknife Pump?
I just can't get over that hair. Seriously, kid, give you big brother my number, k?
So...I'm going to go out on a limb and say the competitive fire hasn't died.
I don't know why but pics of an exhausted Mono always crack me up.
Word.
Fair and balanced.
A smiling Dani will always warm the cockles of my cold dead soul.
Or at least the black cavity where my soul used to be.
Obligatory Nole shot for donkeygrooming, seeing as how her other two faves are now out of the tourney.
He covered up the GOATknuckle! Mirka totally reads Forty Deuce, y'all.
Man. Vika looks weird.
This totally endeared me to Tommy, who I have always felt bad for but never really felt *anything* for. A really cool unscripted moment.
Ack! Mirka shaved her head!!!
