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On the eve before moving out of Brooklyn for good, I headed out with
some friends to Rosemary's Greenpoint Tavern (which isn't even in Greenpoint!).
Grant, Beck, Josh, Vin (you can only see his brown hands in this
pic) and Dave all hold on to 32oz of domestic love.
It was a very emotional night.
Hugs turned to slow dancing.
Vin, Becky, Dave's bony-ass middle finger.
Oh yeah.
If Vin ever asks to see my camera, chances are it's because there's
girl who either has her panties showing or just has a dope-ass badonkadonk
butt...and either way, Vin's going to make sure he gets a picture of
it.
Turns out, this spectacular heine belonged to (dreamgirl) Heidi.
Me foiling another of Vin's attempted ass-shots! BWA-HAHA!
Dave Groise (The Ladies Choice) has got to get with the program! He's
all in the background making his "Party Guy Face" when we
clearly told him that it was a "Blue Steel" moment.
So I'm all out on the dance floor cutting some rug and suddenly I notice
the dancefloor part like the Red Sea and this sauc,y little minx
saunters her way over to me and says, "Say-hey
motherfucker, we gonna dance or what?"
Yo, so what's a white boy to do? Motherfucking dance, that's
what.
This is Frances. She works at Rosemary's. She's 64 years old and still
can shake her thang. God bless her little heart.
After warming up the front, Mommy moved the party around back.
Damn!
What are you talking about, Willis?
Check out my hand on her bald, little head as I shake it down wit' mad
flava.. This is probably the second greatest photo on my website...
...only because this photo is the greatest. Look at who's large
and in charge at the back of the caboose. Fraces in the muthafucking
hizouse, you know what I'm sayin?
Goodbye Billyburg.
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