Three going on fuck you


Note: I haven’t been putting much up in the way of text with photographs I’ve posted. Just letting the image, speak for itself, I guess. But a bit more may be necessary, or interesting, at times. This is a photo I took at a birthday party for one one of my niece’s last spring. The young rebel in the image is not, however, of one of my two daughters. That said, I hope you enjoy it as much as I do. It is one of my favorites. Nice composition. Great gesture, captured wholly by accident. Young, defiant, and proud. Ravioli and a Dora the Explorer cup. Temporary tribal tattoo on her bicep. Crepe paper streamer already torn down from the wall behind her. Little piece of a Dalmatian in the bottom corner.

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About big jonny

The man, the legend. The guy who started it all back in the Year of Our Lord Beer, 2000, with a couple of pages worth of idiotic ranting hardcoded on some random porn site that would host anything you uploaded, a book called HTML for Dummies (which was completely appropriate), a bad attitude (which hasn’t much changed), and a Dell desktop running Win95 with 64 mgs of ram and a six gig hard drive. Those were the days. Then he went to law school. Go figure. Flagstaff, Arizona, USA

12 thoughts on “Three going on fuck you

  1. a chip off the old block, eh?
    looks like you might have your hands full with that one.
    although, after a closer look, is she just pickin’ her nose?

    a chip of the old block indeed.

  2. I should put some text up with the photo – the young woman in the photographs is not one of my daughters. But, I do love her very much just the same. She’s a riot!

    And, yes, I think she is just picking her nose. Still funny as all hell!

  3. Oh. My. God. Makes me wanna fuck.

    (So I can have a beer-getter, channel-changer, giggly ball of terror of my own, mind you.)

  4. “Gosh. I want kids so badly.”

    I’ve got 2 boys, (14 & 16), house-broken (mostly) & everything. They’re yours! I’ll even ship ’em @ my cost!

    Good luck! (insert evil laugh here)

  5. Years ago in a grocery store in Utah. I was hung-over walking the isles. Dressed in my Sunday Best. Tee shirt, shorts and flip flops. As I went by the beverages there was a nice couple who were obviously members of the dominant religion. They had either just finished church or were on their way to church. My nearly infant son who can just barely speak. Yells “Daddy’s Beer” at the top of his lungs. I grabbed a 12er and threw it in the cart. This would be completely unremarkable anywhere but Utah. The looks from this couple were priceless.

  6. Sure, it looks like she is picking her nose, probably just what she wants you to believe… Kids are smarter than ya give them credit for.

    Secretly, she is laughing at how she just gave you a different type of “Big Bird”.

  7. @bikemike
    Unfortunately, their my age, and I want them young, gotta watch them grow up and set ’em straight.