“Hi. Can I get four bacon double cheeseburgers, two Island Fire burgers, one Toaster, two footlong Coneys, one Chicago dog, two crispy chicken wraps, two chicken strips, ten fries, four onion rings, two chili cheese tots, five cherry limeades, three lemonberry slushes, four blue coconut slushes, one vanilla shake, and one pineapple shake? Right, one vanilla, one pineapple. Uh-huh. Yeah. Hey, listen, I got my eleven brothers with me and about three minutes before our human notices the car is missing, so can you put a rush on everything? ’Kay, thanks.”
Thursday, February 27, 2014
Sunday, February 23, 2014
Wednesday, February 19, 2014
2014-02-19
An old favorite from 2010, naturally titled "Checkout Time."
We would’ve done more to the room, except we only had twenty minutes total to set it up, take the shot, and put everything back before we actually did have to check out.
We would’ve done more to the room, except we only had twenty minutes total to set it up, take the shot, and put everything back before we actually did have to check out.
Saturday, February 15, 2014
2014-02-15
Because when you’re a rabbit in a human world, sometimes you just have to make do with whatever suitably sized furniture you can find.
Tuesday, February 11, 2014
2014-02-11
Nice day to be out on the water in Redondo Beach, I’d say. And ostensibly, we were whale-watching, but it turns out that that just means you might see a few spouts at unpredictable moments and a blink-and-you’ll-miss-it flash of the tail. Maybe I should just stay on the pier with my fried calamari next time?
Friday, February 7, 2014
2014-02-07
At Guitar Center in Hollywood: Do I have natural rhythm? Allow me to show you why they call me “Thumper.”
I mean, besides the stereotype.
I mean, besides the stereotype.
Monday, February 3, 2014
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