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Post: Chewing Gum

 
Date: 2009-04-18. Tags: chewy, dead, omnomnom, oops

Hear ye hear ye, bring out your dead! Haul granny out of the freezer, drag the corpses up from the basement. Whole bodies, shruken skulls or whatever assorted bits you can scrounge we'll take it all. Sell off your taxidermied aunt and beat the financial crisis! Everything accepted, no questions asked!


photo: Sgt Marshall


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Post: Snake Eyes

 
Date: 2009-04-01. Tags: metro, paris, quantum-x, snapped

Luck, fate, destiny, the gods' will... attribute this mess to what you like but I'm not happy with the universe making decisions for me. Sometimes though, a scapegoat on which to redirect the blame would be appreciated.



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Date: 2009-03-27. Tags: boats, drains, england, retards, sewers, uk

This thing we call exploring. What is it exactly? Surely it's more than moldy old books, history nerds, flickr sets and big upping oneself on the tubes. A week or two in England's north always helps to redefine what's what. Let's have a peek and see what's to be found.


Explorer meetup tranny takeover. Userscott, Rookinella, Yaz, Siologen, Dsankt, Squirell911, Dweeb, Turkey, Angel, Vivo, Crossy, Raddog, Oxygen Thief, LittleMike, Snappel, Distopia, Speed, Alley & Winchester. photo: yaz


On a roof motherfucker. Rolling around manchester following an explorer meet, smooth talkers to the core we convinced these fine upstanding lasses to accompany us upon a skyward voyage to possibly the sluttiest roof in Gunchester. What possesss otherwise seemingly well adjusted girls with bright futures to hang out with us? Who the fuck knows. Vivo, Speed, Winchester, Crossy, Snappel, Snappel's Bitches, Dsankt and Yaz. photo: yaz


So you like sweets eh? Om nom nom. Active sweets factory. photo: yaz


scott,rooks, dsankt, yaz. photo: yaz


Decommissioned british naval shit, the HMS Intrepid. Hardwork by userscott and steppinglightly. Props. Drydocked in Liverpool.


The Bridge.


What's occuring? LIttle Mike, siologen, snappel, dsankt, yaz busting up the Accrington Culvertry Society's best. photo: yaz


photo: Little Mike








Shlick cement works with the spooge cannon. Yes fully active, yes dodging guards, yes grab those damn nuts. photo: yaz


photo: yaz


Rigsby, dsankt, rooks, scott working off the noodle fat and getting some much needed exercise at Hapurhey Baths. photo: Rigsby.


Don't ask, don't tell. Collect the set.


Associated Dairies with... fuck it just watch the video.




Fucking posers. photo: LittleMike


snappel the young gimpersnapper. photo: LittleMike


Another first? Does it matter? To some ;) If only we could delete everything on the internet we don't agree with eh? photo: qx


Rooftopping a bank, gunchester. photo: yaz


A night of utter fucking madness running around the manchester CBD, getting onto rooftops, creeping around inside the hilton amongst people in suits, taxi thru trips (croesor got nothing), winning big at the scutter casino, sweet talking the lady into free chocolate, yoinking mini bottles of skky vodka and jameson whisky from the games room fridge then giving them away to hobos, hollering at pissing girls, Really really really needing to shit, climbing into a roof cavity of a 4/5 star hotel with a bunch of stolen hand towels do the deed, sitting bare ass fucken naked on an asbestos wrapped pipe shitting myself while hiding from snappel and yaz who are trying to get a photo of the sewerfreshness.

Playing You fall in love you lose with club bitches who are nasty, slutty, trashy, pieces of work. Not only that, they open their mouths and any remaining shred of dignity, or even the hint they had any redeeming features is blown to pieces. You can dress a gal up in 1000quid worth of designer threads but that "i'm so unattainable" veneer of pseudo confidence comes crashing down when the jimmy choos are kicked over the shoulder and she's stumbling going home alone, depressed that once again she didn't pick up, passed over for girls in taller heels, shorter skirts, more hours in the tanning bed, bigger fake boobs and sluttier mannerisms. Better luck next time love, I'm winning.


Rwoar, raptor jesus stalks his prey. photo: yaz? snappel?


18 Levels above manchester in 5 star luxury our own private little eden. Never mind the angry security guard.


After a long week of exploring asylums, stealing shit to sell on ebay, sucking dick for location information, SRTing into ROC posts, spooging out multibracket defocused art, getting naked in locations, buzzing out to fuck like, talking ourselves up on the internet and generally embodying everything that urban exploration stands for it was nice to kick back and just relax. Mega shouts to the snapezy, loserscott (lol), yaz, littlemike, siologism, rooks, rigsby and frainey.


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