<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19664908</id><updated>2011-04-22T00:46:00.539-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Rock Star Pic Fics</title><subtitle type='html'>WARNING: Do NOT read this blog while someone in your house is trying to sleep, when you're at work, or any other time when it would be inopportune to bust out laughing!  "I've woken up my husband laughing my ass off too many times when I've been reading them!" - Sevenof7, LH.com board</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939270656808221365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHKVwschtkk/StkiOXy9UDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZjsTjHFIAzs/S220/blogpic.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>142</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19664908.post-116034286589438131</id><published>2006-10-08T16:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T17:27:46.076-04:00</updated><title type='text'>DEAR GAWD PICFICS LIVES!!!!</title><content type='html'>HOLY SHIT!!! It's been over a month since I've touched this thing...shameful, really...well, let's see if I can't revive this thing from the dead, eh? Okay...now to revive it I'm gonna need a magical Lovehammer Humor revival potion...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ingredients&lt;/em&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Part Dino Snark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/dinoCharlotte4-jodiemc.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1 Part Bobby Tongue&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/Bobbyandhistongue.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;1 Part Billy Crazed-Smile&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/psychohobbit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;1 Part Marty Crack&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/backside.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mix Well&lt;/em&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/9470489.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;And Serve Hot&lt;/em&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/boybepimpin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/octv.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;IT'S ALIVE!!!! DEAR GAWD ABOVE IT'S ALIVE!!!  PICFICS LIVES!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Thanks ahead of time to however bothers to return to my humble blog and reads this.  ...I'm truly sorry that I've neglected this for so long but life in Grad School grew more hectic and, well, you know how things go...what?  You don't?  Oh...well, they go fast! Haha!  Thanks again folks and I promise to try and not neglect this blog for so long again!!!  -- Tooks ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19664908-116034286589438131?l=rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/feeds/116034286589438131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19664908&amp;postID=116034286589438131' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/116034286589438131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/116034286589438131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/2006/10/dear-gawd-picfics-lives.html' title='DEAR GAWD PICFICS LIVES!!!!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939270656808221365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHKVwschtkk/StkiOXy9UDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZjsTjHFIAzs/S220/blogpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19664908.post-115664563404439286</id><published>2006-08-26T21:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-26T22:27:14.190-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Off: The Final Swing</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/whosthat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Marty: So, Bobby..How'd ya do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/IWon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Bobby: Fan-fucking-tastic!!! I got 352 women!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/suchaliar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marty: Oh my gawd, dude, you are such a liar!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bobby: No, I'm not! That's how many I had!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marty: Fuck you, that's how many I got!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/didn%27tdoit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dino: ...I have an idea.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marty &amp; Bobby: What's that?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dino: How about you pick one chick and the first to sleep with her wins!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marty &amp;amp; Bobby: ...Okay...Deal!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dino: Alright then, I'll pick her - to keep it fair...or whatever. ...How about :points to someone: her!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/sosorry.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marty: Oooo, so sorry, Bobby, but I've already slept with her so it looks like I win!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/wha.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bobby: What?!? ...I've already slept with her too!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/whatchalookinat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dino: ...Are you two serious?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marty &amp; Bobby: Yeah, why?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dino: Cause, uh...heh heh...that uh...oh gawd...that was a guy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/doesnotcompute.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marty: What? No. It's...it's not possible...she...she was so hot and I...I was so hard....It can't be...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/downthere.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;Bobby: ...Excuse me, I have to go throw up until I pass out and die...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/ishewrecked.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;Billy: Oh my gawd, Dino, was that seriously a guy?!?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dino: No...well, I doubt it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Billy: Then why did you tell Marty and Bobby that she was?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dino: ...Cause it was funny...I mean, those reactions alone were priceless!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;...Right, so this ending was thanks in HUGE part to LeperPop God Moist Rub (just read his comment on my last post, haha) ...I honestly could not have thought of a better ending! Thanks Moist!!! :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; --Tooks ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19664908-115664563404439286?l=rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/feeds/115664563404439286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19664908&amp;postID=115664563404439286' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/115664563404439286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/115664563404439286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/2006/08/love-off-final-swing.html' title='Love Off: The Final Swing'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939270656808221365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHKVwschtkk/StkiOXy9UDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZjsTjHFIAzs/S220/blogpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19664908.post-115567925988951674</id><published>2006-08-15T16:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T18:06:14.243-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Off: The "Un-Hammered" Thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/1600/vegas12%20-%20MC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/vegas12%20-%20MC.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Marty: Hey Bobby! I've got 25 so far! How about you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bobby: ...Marty, we're in the middle of a show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/1600/soimmaturesolucky.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/soimmaturesolucky.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Billy: Are they seriously keeping up with that stupid contest?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dino: Yeah, it's been going on for days now!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Billy: I can't believe it, they're like two guys in a teen sex comedy!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dino: I know!!! ...Lucky bastards...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/1600/hrc46.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/hrc46.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Billy: I'm surrounded by infants.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yeah, not as good but I'm just trying to keep the train rolling lest I "loose the plot" or whatever...Thing is, I don't know who should win? Marty? Bobby? Or maybe I should have some sorta twist ending? ...Any thoughts? Let me know! --Tooks ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19664908-115567925988951674?l=rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/feeds/115567925988951674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19664908&amp;postID=115567925988951674' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/115567925988951674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/115567925988951674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/2006/08/love-off-un-hammered-thoughts.html' title='Love Off: The &quot;Un-Hammered&quot; Thoughts'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939270656808221365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHKVwschtkk/StkiOXy9UDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZjsTjHFIAzs/S220/blogpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19664908.post-115542652187884592</id><published>2006-08-12T19:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T19:50:42.663-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Off: How Many Have You Nailed?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/1600/bestbuy033.4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/bestbuy033.4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Marty: Sooo...Bobby...How many chicks have you had so far?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bobby: Oh my gawd, dude!!! Are you still doing that?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marty: Absolutely! Though from your answer I guess you haven't been doing much at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/det8%20-%20MC.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Bobby: Oh, I've been doing plenty! &lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/viper79.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marty: Yeah? Well I've had three chicks since we've entered this state alone!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/7c32707f.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bobby: :chuckles: Oh, I've had more than that...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/no.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marty: You're lying.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bobby: No, I'm not.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marty: Yes, you are...you totally are...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bobby: Fine, if thinking I'm lying helps you perform better, then I'm lying...But I'm totally not.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marty: Yes, you are.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I have no clue how long this series is gonna last but it should be an interesting ride, haha! Oh, and the sub-title is a nod to the old Lh shirts that said "Nail This"...which is totally fuckin want!!! --Tooks ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19664908-115542652187884592?l=rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/feeds/115542652187884592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19664908&amp;postID=115542652187884592' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/115542652187884592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/115542652187884592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/2006/08/love-off-how-many-have-you-nailed.html' title='Love Off: How Many Have You Nailed?'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939270656808221365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHKVwschtkk/StkiOXy9UDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZjsTjHFIAzs/S220/blogpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19664908.post-115535110852621831</id><published>2006-08-11T22:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T22:51:48.576-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Off: The Hammer is Thrown</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/1600/isitstillthere.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/isitstillthere.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bobby: Dino, don't tell Marty this but I'm getting laid WAY more than he is on this tour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dino: ...Yeah alright...Hey, did Billy take one of my beers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bobby: I'm serious man, don't tell Marty.  He'll get all competitive and shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dino: Don't worry, I won't tell him a thing...Damn it, I coulda sworn I had three beers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The next show...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/whisper.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Dino: Dude, don't tell Bobby I told you this but he says he's getting laid more than you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marty: Oh really???&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/whoelse.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Marty: Hey Bobby!!!  ....You really think you get laid more than me???  Bullshit man...I get double the chicks you do!!!  In fact, let's take a count...the number of chicks I get over the next few shows versus the number you get!!!  How's that sound, huh!?! &lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/dinoandbobby.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bobby: ...You know I'm gonna kick your balls in for starting this, don't you?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dino: Oh I pretty much assumed that.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bobby: Then why the fuck did you do it?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dino: I figured it'd be worth it anyway...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;...So I have no clue where this is actually going but I imagine some sort of "Love Off" between the Marty and Bobby- hence the lame-ass shitty title, haha!! --- Honestly, though, it's probably just my subconsious's excuse to put up hot pics of the two of them in the up-coming episodes or something, lol.  Thanks to all those who said I could use their pics...it's too late for me to remember exactly who you are but I really do appreciate it! :D  --Tooks ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19664908-115535110852621831?l=rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/feeds/115535110852621831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19664908&amp;postID=115535110852621831' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/115535110852621831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/115535110852621831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/2006/08/love-off-hammer-is-thrown.html' title='Love Off: The Hammer is Thrown'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939270656808221365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHKVwschtkk/StkiOXy9UDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZjsTjHFIAzs/S220/blogpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19664908.post-115455505634375277</id><published>2006-08-02T16:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T17:44:16.616-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mmmbop Madness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/1600/wrecked.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/wrecked.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Marty: Oh my gawd, dudes, oh my gawd...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/whatthe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Billy: Marty? What the hell is wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/hurl.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Marty: Oh gawd, I...I think I'm gonna be sick! &lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/ohjeeze.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bobby: Oh jeeze, just tell us what the hell is wrong!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/doggie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marty: Just...just listen!!!  Oh sweet heavens...I...I can't take it much longer!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/mmmbop.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dino: Mmmbop, ba duba dop ba do bop; Ba duba dop ba do bop...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/ball.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Marty: Aaaaaahhhhhh...make it stop! MAKE IT STOP!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;That's all I've got for the moment, sorry...My mind's melting cause I've got the RockStar sponsored show tomorrow and then I go to the NJ show this weekend!  Wish me shirtless Lovehammer luck!!!  -- Tooks ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19664908-115455505634375277?l=rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/feeds/115455505634375277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19664908&amp;postID=115455505634375277' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/115455505634375277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/115455505634375277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/2006/08/mmmbop-madness.html' title='Mmmbop Madness'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939270656808221365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHKVwschtkk/StkiOXy9UDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZjsTjHFIAzs/S220/blogpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19664908.post-115395521189946567</id><published>2006-07-26T18:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T19:06:51.933-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Marty's Missing Mic - by Heart O Texas</title><content type='html'>Now where did I put that mic?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/wheredidiput.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Have you seen my mic?&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/haveuseen.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;How about you guys?&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/howboutu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Don't feel it here...&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/dontfeelit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Not up here...&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/nutuphere.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Found It!&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/foundit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;This is entirely Heart O Texas's creation, I just gave it a name!  Mad props to her cause I find this funny as hell!  --Tooks ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19664908-115395521189946567?l=rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/feeds/115395521189946567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19664908&amp;postID=115395521189946567' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/115395521189946567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/115395521189946567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/2006/07/martys-missing-mic-by-heart-o-texas.html' title='Marty&apos;s Missing Mic - by Heart O Texas'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939270656808221365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHKVwschtkk/StkiOXy9UDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZjsTjHFIAzs/S220/blogpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19664908.post-115380282285697565</id><published>2006-07-25T00:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T13:30:36.066-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Comic Games</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/1600/Wannaplay.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/Wannaplay.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Matt: Guys, I'm bored...I wanna play something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/likewhat.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Marty: Like what, little buddy?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/XMen.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Matt: X-Men!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/hehheh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dino: Ahahahaha!!!! Friggin dork!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/whatsgoingon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Matt: Why are ya makin fun of me? X-Men is cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/iguess.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marty: Well, I guess it could be worse...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/haha.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bobby: Yeah, how's that?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/ukidding.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marty: He coulda said Superman!!! :laughs:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/KneelBeforeZod.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dave: Kneel Before Zod!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;...I have no clue why I decided to do this except for the fact that I hadn't done a PicFic in awhile.  Though when I first say Matt on RS:Supernova I imagined he was a comic-book fan and when I saw that pic of Dave I thought, "Kneel before Zod".  Hope it didn't suck, especially since it took forever for blogger to work - blah!  'Kay, later!  --Tooks ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19664908-115380282285697565?l=rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/feeds/115380282285697565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19664908&amp;postID=115380282285697565' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/115380282285697565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/115380282285697565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/2006/07/comic-games.html' title='Comic Games'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939270656808221365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHKVwschtkk/StkiOXy9UDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZjsTjHFIAzs/S220/blogpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19664908.post-115315985451679324</id><published>2006-07-17T13:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T14:10:54.776-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Boys and Their Toys</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/1600/holyssize.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/holyssize.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dino: HOLY SHIT!!! Look at the size of &lt;strong&gt;THOSE&lt;/strong&gt; things!!! Marty, Marty come look!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/cantbereal.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Marty: ...What is wro- Woah!!! Ben...look at these! :thinks: Those &lt;strong&gt;can't&lt;/strong&gt; be real! &lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/noteveryday.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ben: Being a lawyer is great, but I sure don't see THAT everyday in court! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/onetrack.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bobby: Dino wasn't kidding! Check that out! HOLY CRAP!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Billy: HAHAHA!!!! I swear you guys have one-track minds!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/rightdown.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marty: La la la...lost again, right down your shirt... :thinks: I'm never leaving this spot...:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;These are all Nancy/BBE's pictures, the story line is hers, and all save for the last line are also her's - ain't she great, folks?!? Give her some love and mad-props!!!  :D  --- Tooks ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19664908-115315985451679324?l=rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/feeds/115315985451679324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19664908&amp;postID=115315985451679324' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/115315985451679324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/115315985451679324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/2006/07/boys-and-their-toys.html' title='Boys and Their Toys'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939270656808221365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHKVwschtkk/StkiOXy9UDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZjsTjHFIAzs/S220/blogpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19664908.post-115282362218325185</id><published>2006-07-13T16:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T16:47:02.223-04:00</updated><title type='text'>3 SuperNova Shorts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/1600/flick.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/flick.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jason: All I'm saying is that this is in fact a contest that we're taking seriously...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tommy: :thinks: If I flick him in the ear is that more funny or less funny than flicking him in the nuts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/rockithigh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Chris: :thinks: I am a golden god!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Magni: :thinks: Who is this Garth Brooks everyone speaks of?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phil: :thinks: Dude, I want my bong...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/hahahaha.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jason:  &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;METALLICA!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;That's all I got for this now cause the site's having issues with the Week 2 elimination show pics (the link's up, but it just goes to Week 1 elimation pics)...oh well, whaddya gonna do?  -- Tooks ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19664908-115282362218325185?l=rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/feeds/115282362218325185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19664908&amp;postID=115282362218325185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/115282362218325185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/115282362218325185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/2006/07/3-supernova-shorts.html' title='3 SuperNova Shorts'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939270656808221365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHKVwschtkk/StkiOXy9UDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZjsTjHFIAzs/S220/blogpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19664908.post-115281471306377296</id><published>2006-07-13T13:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T14:18:33.263-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Gotta Go, Gotta Go, Gotta Go Right Now!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/1600/reallygottago.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/reallygottago.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Marty: Oh, wow, I really shoulda gone to the bathroom before I took the stage....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/gottago.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Marty: Ooooh, shiiit....I really gotta take a piss!!!! &lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/dontudare.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marty: Billy, let me hide behind you for a minute...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Billy: Why?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marty: I gotta piss, but I can't let everyone see.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Billy: Don't you dare!!! In fact, get the fuck away from me right now...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/potty.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marty: Aaaahhhh....I gotta goooo....hmmmmm....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/finally.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marty: :singing: Straaaaiiiight leeet goooo....  :thinking: Oh, thank you god...oooohhh...much better...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/ismellpiss.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dino: Um, guys, do I smell piss? ....Why do I smell piss??? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/didujust.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Billy: Holy shit!  Marty, did you just take a leak over on Dino's side of the stage?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marty: I told you I had to go.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Billy: Dude, Dino's gonna kick your ass!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marty: Not if we don't tell him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Billy: And what do I get for my silence?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marty: Three dry-hump free shows and some peanut M&amp;M's...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Billy: Deal!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;So, thanks to Rockbeast for all the pictures, they're awesome...I bet you never thought they'd end up like this though, huh, lol!!! Hope you're not pissed (haha, bad pun) at what I did with them!!!  I should have more PicFics coming out soon cause I've still got a ton of tour pics available from numerous lovely fellow Hammerheads and then there are the RockStar:Supernova pics that'll probably be coming in.  -- Tooks ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19664908-115281471306377296?l=rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/feeds/115281471306377296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19664908&amp;postID=115281471306377296' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/115281471306377296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/115281471306377296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/2006/07/gotta-go-gotta-go-gotta-go-right-now.html' title='Gotta Go, Gotta Go, Gotta Go Right Now!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939270656808221365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHKVwschtkk/StkiOXy9UDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZjsTjHFIAzs/S220/blogpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19664908.post-115263678818220088</id><published>2006-07-11T12:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T12:54:53.273-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Marty Wants M&amp;M's</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/1600/huh.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/huh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Marty: Ya know what I could go for right now? Some peanut M&amp;M's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/ignore.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Billy: ...Yeah, dude, we're kinda in the middle of a show...could you, maybe, hold off til we at lest finish this song?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/floor.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Marty: Yeah, I know...I'm just saying...I'd really like some peanut M&amp;M's...I mean...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/reallywantone.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marty: I &lt;strong&gt;REALLY&lt;/strong&gt; want peanut M&amp;M's!!!&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/M%26Ms.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marty: Dino...Dino!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dino: Yes?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marty: Do, do you have any peanut M&amp;M's?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dino: I will if ya give me to the end of this song.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/Waaah.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marty: &lt;strong&gt;BUT I WANT THEM&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;NOW!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/Heehee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ben: :laughing: Oh my gawd, dude, is Marty okay?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dino: Heh heh, yeah...I've got him running offa sugar throughout shows, I must have forgotten to feed him before we got on-stage.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ben: So that's how he gets all his energy? He's sugar high?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dino: Yep! The best part is, he doesn't even know it...he thinks it's some "deviant demon" or some shit, but it's really just chocolate and soda.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;So, I've been dying to do one with the Pearl Room pics and this is what I came up with...sad isn't it? Oh well...sorry folks! I'm glad to see that Ben was there...good to see he's still hanging with the guys. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Thanks go to NancyBBE and UandME for letting me use their pics...much love ladies!!! Later! --Tooks ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19664908-115263678818220088?l=rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/feeds/115263678818220088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19664908&amp;postID=115263678818220088' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/115263678818220088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/115263678818220088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/2006/07/marty-wants-mms.html' title='Marty Wants M&amp;M&apos;s'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939270656808221365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHKVwschtkk/StkiOXy9UDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZjsTjHFIAzs/S220/blogpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19664908.post-115229338128011451</id><published>2006-07-07T12:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T13:34:57.356-04:00</updated><title type='text'>No Sex For Lee!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/1600/Tommy%20Lee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/Tommy%20Lee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tommy: Yeah, I rock...Yeah, I gonna bang the chicks on my new show, so what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/No%20Sex.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Tommy: What? I can't have sex with the contestants? ...Well, how about just one? &lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/No%20Sex%20At%20All.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tommy: NO?!? Whaddya mean, "no"?!? ...Well what the fuck am I doing this shit for?!?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/metallica.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jason: Did you tell him about the loophole that lets him bang the fans?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Butch: Gawd no, he'd spend all his time in the audience and we'd never get anything done. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jason: Yeah, you're probably right. ...Did you know I was in Metallica?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Butch: Yeah, I did, buddy...I did....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;So, yeah, my first PicFic about the new RockStar show and I went for the easy shit - Tommy Lee &amp; sex and Jason holding onto his Metallica fame. But what can I say? - Easy is fun!!! I'll be doing so more of these SuperNOva (haha, see, easy is fun) PicFics sprinkled throughout my other more Marty/Lovehammer/RS:INXS based ones so be prepared. --Tooks ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19664908-115229338128011451?l=rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/feeds/115229338128011451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19664908&amp;postID=115229338128011451' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/115229338128011451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/115229338128011451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/2006/07/no-sex-for-lee.html' title='No Sex For Lee!!!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939270656808221365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHKVwschtkk/StkiOXy9UDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZjsTjHFIAzs/S220/blogpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19664908.post-115187162067141555</id><published>2006-07-02T15:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T16:20:20.696-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dancin' Fool - by Henry (and me)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/1600/Dance%20Billy1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/Dance%20Billy1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Marty: Come on, Billy, dance with me...move, buddy, move!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Billy: Get the hell offa me, right now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/One%20Dance%20Buddy2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Marty: Oh, come on - just one dance buddy!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Billy: Oh okay...&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/billydance.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Billy: Now go dance with Dino and leave me alone!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/Dance%20Dino4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marty: Come on Dino, get the hair outta your eyes and dance with me!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;-----------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Marty loves to dance...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/Marty%20Dance5.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;He has happy feet - especially when he wears his Converse with the high top...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/Marty%20Shoes6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;But me? Personally? I prefer to dance with him when he does the horizontal bop!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/Dance%20Marty7.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;So, this was a collaborative effort of Henry and mine...mostly Henry though.  She started the  first one with the first line, I picked it up and we went back and forth on it.  The second one?  All her's...though I must admit I share her sentiments, haha.  --Tooks ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19664908-115187162067141555?l=rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/feeds/115187162067141555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19664908&amp;postID=115187162067141555' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/115187162067141555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/115187162067141555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/2006/07/dancin-fool-by-henry-and-me.html' title='Dancin&apos; Fool - by Henry (and me)'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939270656808221365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHKVwschtkk/StkiOXy9UDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZjsTjHFIAzs/S220/blogpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19664908.post-115153582911520415</id><published>2006-06-28T18:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T19:09:07.946-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Car Trouble aka This Is What Happens When There Is Nothing On TV - by Luna</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/1600/greetings1.1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/greetings1.0.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;MiG: Marty! Marty! Marty! I made it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/voices2.gif" border="0" /&gt;MiG: This is where &lt;em&gt;the&lt;/em&gt; voices come from! &lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/breeze3.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;MiG: Wheeeee!!! Feel the wind in your hair!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marty: Um...who's driving the car? And why are we facing the back of the car?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/backseat4.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bobby: We sure are going pretty fast considering the fact that MiG's feet don't even touch the pedals.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Billy: why did Marty have to have the last beer?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dino: Why are we in this fucking car?!?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;This was created by Luna around the time of Marty's "'Car" diary entry...sadly I got distracted and then forgot of it's genius until recently. I added a title (though the "This is what happens..." bit was the preface Luna used when first posting it) and only slight chages so that it conforms to the general PicFic look. Hope ya'll liked it, give Luna some love! --Tooks ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PS: My PicFicVid is now available on MySpace!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;So, um, ya'll are free to add it to you MySpace pages, send it to others, comment on it and rate it, or add it to your "favorites"...ya know, whatever! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&amp;videoid=875518866&amp;amp;n=2"&gt;http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&amp;videoid=875518866&amp;amp;n=2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19664908-115153582911520415?l=rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/feeds/115153582911520415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19664908&amp;postID=115153582911520415' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/115153582911520415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/115153582911520415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/2006/06/car-trouble-aka-this-is-what-happens.html' title='Car Trouble aka This Is What Happens When There Is Nothing On TV - by Luna'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939270656808221365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHKVwschtkk/StkiOXy9UDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZjsTjHFIAzs/S220/blogpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19664908.post-115142890387410674</id><published>2006-06-27T13:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T13:21:43.966-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Over-Sized Hamsters - by Spocky</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/1600/c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/c1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/c2.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/c3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/c4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;This one is all Spocky...but I do love hamsters! :D  ...Anyone wonder if, when Dino posted about having a dream about Chuck Norris, this was the kinda dream he had?  I kinda hope it is, haha!  Thanks Spocky!!!  --Tooks ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19664908-115142890387410674?l=rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/feeds/115142890387410674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19664908&amp;postID=115142890387410674' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/115142890387410674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/115142890387410674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/2006/06/over-sized-hamsters-by-spocky.html' title='The Over-Sized Hamsters - by Spocky'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939270656808221365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHKVwschtkk/StkiOXy9UDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZjsTjHFIAzs/S220/blogpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19664908.post-115100650794154500</id><published>2006-06-22T15:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T15:21:45.596-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dino's Rhymes Are His Crimes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/1600/singin%20dirty%20deeds.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/singin%20dirty%20deeds.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dino: Bobby, Bobby drummer guy, kissed the girls and made them cry, when the boys come out to play Bobby does the same to they...Why, Bobby, why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/uh%20oh.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Billy: Oh Christ.... &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/singin%20dirty%20deeds.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dino: Hey diddle diddle Billy can play the fiddle, but when in bed his mouse goes dead, untill he takes his pill, Bill!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/that%20idiot.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Billy: Son of a...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/gonna%20end%20badly.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bobby: This isn't gonna end well...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/singin%20dirty%20deeds.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Dino: Hickory, dickory, dock...Ladies love Marty's cock...But they don't know....He's got no dough...And it's actually just a sock!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/marty%26I.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Marty: You think this is a long enough strip to tape Dino's mouth shut? &lt;p&gt;"Mr. Big": Heh heh, probably...though I'd make sure you wrap the tape around a few time in case he tries to eat through it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marty: Smart man...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/I%20hear%20you.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marty: Oooohhh, Diiiinnnnooooo....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/singin%20dirty%20deeds.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Dino: Dino, Dino, he's your man, if can't fu-....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/1600/D&amp;M%20love%20-%20zone26.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/D&amp;M%20love%20-%20zone26.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Marty: Choke hold!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dino: Gaaahhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marty: Don't struggle, Dino, you'll only make it worse if you struggle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Major thanks go to "Mr Big" for the wonderful picture of him and Marty which he give me permission to use - told you I wouldn't mock ya, dude,  haha.  I'd also like to thank AngelShadow for the Billy rhyme and (much) of the Bobby rhyme as well.  Please forgive the incredibly lame title.  --Tooks ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19664908-115100650794154500?l=rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/feeds/115100650794154500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19664908&amp;postID=115100650794154500' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/115100650794154500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/115100650794154500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/2006/06/dinos-rhymes-are-his-crimes.html' title='Dino&apos;s Rhymes Are His Crimes'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939270656808221365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHKVwschtkk/StkiOXy9UDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZjsTjHFIAzs/S220/blogpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19664908.post-115086649267738948</id><published>2006-06-21T00:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T01:08:12.693-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Freakin MiG Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/1600/JD&amp;Marty%20Mock%20MiG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/JD%26Marty%20Mock%20MiG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; JD: Yo, g-dog, what up? I's be MiG-ity MiG-ity wak, dawg!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marty: :laughs hysterically: Oh my gawd, that's too funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/MiG%20Pissed.jpg" border="0" /&gt;MiG: Oh, HA HA!!! You know, I expected this sorta behavior from JD, but not you Marty! I thought you were more mature!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/c3a8b2d8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Marty: Well, gee, MiG...I guess you were wrong, weren't you?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/kiss.jpg" border="0" /&gt;JD: Awww...come on, Miggy, loosen up! ...Give us a kiss!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/MiG%20Soldier.jpg" border="0" /&gt;MiG: :laughs awkwardly: Get the fuck away from me...both of ya! :leaves:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 422px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="198" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/jdmarty.7.jpg" width="407" border="0" /&gt;Marty: Dude, I think you really freaked MiG out.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;JD: Meh, he'll be fine...he's a big boy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19664908-115086649267738948?l=rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/feeds/115086649267738948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19664908&amp;postID=115086649267738948' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/115086649267738948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/115086649267738948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/2006/06/freakin-mig-out.html' title='Freakin MiG Out'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939270656808221365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHKVwschtkk/StkiOXy9UDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZjsTjHFIAzs/S220/blogpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19664908.post-115077794947121275</id><published>2006-06-19T23:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T02:42:28.680-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Giving JD His Due</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/1600/la4a.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/la4a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Marty: Hey guys, I was thinking....just to prove to everyone around us that there are no real hard feeling we should all say something nice about JD - you know, give the guy his due!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/lhatl11dr.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Dino: Heh heh, he's joking right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Billy: He's gotta be!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bobby: Ya know, I don't think he is... &lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/la3a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marty: No, I'm not kidding. You each have to say one good thing about the guy...now! I'll go first...JD won fair and square.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/ca340975.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Billy: Oh, that's a good one!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dino: Yeah, can we have that one?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marty: No!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dino: Okay then mine is...um...&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/JD%20%26%20Koala.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;...kola bears seem to like him...&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/viper22.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Billy: Okay...ahhh...then my is...&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/jdhorribleshirt.jpg" border="0" /&gt; ...I actually kinda dig his "Go Fuck Yourself" tee-shirt, haha! &lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/7c32707f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bobby: My turn now? ....Okay then, how about, unlike you, Marty, I don't hafta stare at his ass during every concert a play at?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Rest of guys: :laughing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/la3a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marty: Oh, haha guys...very funny!!!! ...Ya know what? Forget it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hi JD fans...this was for you, kinda.  So, um, hope you stick around even though I'll no doubt be mocking your beloved JD "The Pretty" Fortune as I tend to do.  Well, later folks!  --Tooks ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19664908-115077794947121275?l=rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/feeds/115077794947121275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19664908&amp;postID=115077794947121275' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/115077794947121275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/115077794947121275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/2006/06/giving-jd-his-due.html' title='Giving JD His Due'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939270656808221365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHKVwschtkk/StkiOXy9UDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZjsTjHFIAzs/S220/blogpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19664908.post-115067902795915929</id><published>2006-06-18T20:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T23:26:42.263-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Marty's Manikin Mix-Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/1600/ComeOn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/ComeOn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Marty: Hey there, sexy lady...what's your name?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/showgirls%20003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Lady: ...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/hoho.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marty: Oh, I see...you're playing coy, eh? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/whats%20goin%20on.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bobby; Ummm, Marty....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/yo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dino: Shhh, dude, don't ruin it...Just let him go, haha!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/pat%20and%20rub.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Marty: Come on, lady, are you seriously telling me you don't wanna get with all of this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/showgirls%20003.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Lady: ... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/Please.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Marty: Please, just tell me your name! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/showgirls%20003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Lady: ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/reach.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Marty: You're killing me here!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/showgirls%20003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Lady: ... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/1600/Anyoneseen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/Anyoneseen.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; JD: Excuse me!!! ....Has anyone seen my, um...I mean &lt;strong&gt;Tim's &lt;/strong&gt;blow-up buddy? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/embarassing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Marty: :lets out nervous laugh: Oooooh...woooow....well this is embarassing, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/yo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Dino: :laughs: Not for me!  ...For me it's hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Thanks to all those who let their pictures be posted on MC.org as I have undoubtly snatched some of those folks' pics and to Nina99 specifically for giving me permission personally to use her pictures.  I think that's it for now ladies and gents....Later!!!  -- Tooks ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19664908-115067902795915929?l=rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/feeds/115067902795915929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19664908&amp;postID=115067902795915929' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/115067902795915929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/115067902795915929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/2006/06/martys-manikin-mix-up.html' title='Marty&apos;s Manikin Mix-Up'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939270656808221365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHKVwschtkk/StkiOXy9UDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZjsTjHFIAzs/S220/blogpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19664908.post-115032758830361391</id><published>2006-06-14T18:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T19:26:28.450-04:00</updated><title type='text'>JD's DITZ-y Come-On aka "Mount Me"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/1600/JD%20the%20Mounty.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/JD%20the%20Mounty.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;JD: Hey ladies...wanna mount a mounty?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/what.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Dino: Is he fuckin' kidding? &lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/Mount%20Mounty2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;JD: Come one ladies!!! I know wanna MOUNT-y this!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/sit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marty: :laughing: What the hell does he think he's doing?!? Does he actually think this is gonna work?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/Mount%20Mounty3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;JD: Hey! Don't any of you chicks get it?!? I'M CANADIAN!!! I'M WEARING A MOUNTY HAT!!! MOUNT-y...MOUNT ME!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/Pray%20for%20Ladies.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marty: Oh good gawd...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;...Come on, JD wore a fuckin Mounty hat!!!  You can't possibly tell you didn't see this one comin'!  Thanks to Nina99 for allowing me to use some of her lovely pics - the others I snatched from The Zone site and Melinda L who aloowed hers to be posted on MC.org...thanks (hope you know it's all in good fun)!!!  -- Tooks ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19664908-115032758830361391?l=rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/feeds/115032758830361391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19664908&amp;postID=115032758830361391' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/115032758830361391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/115032758830361391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/2006/06/jds-ditz-y-come-on-aka-mount-me.html' title='JD&apos;s DITZ-y Come-On aka &quot;Mount Me&quot;'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939270656808221365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHKVwschtkk/StkiOXy9UDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZjsTjHFIAzs/S220/blogpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19664908.post-115008852338895367</id><published>2006-06-12T01:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T01:26:18.290-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Dear Gawd They Move!!!</title><content type='html'>That's right folks, Tooks has figured out YouTube and now she can make her PicFics move!!! (Thank gawd YouTube is free, haha!!!)&lt;embed src="http://youtube.com/v/_K35ChhB5g8" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;This new knowledge, however, will only be used sparingly as it takes forever to make and load these fuckers, haha! This one was done some time ago and I'd been dying to find a cheap and (realtively) easy why to share it with ya'll -- I discovered YouTube recently and that it was free to sign-up today and so here we are! ...The song used for this is Nickelback's "Rockstar" - I found it appropriate in a humorous sort of way and bulit from there. Hope ya'll like it but are willing to accept the fact that we'll be returning to regular format the next go-around (moving PicFics will be brought out only for special Lovehammer occasions). -- Tooks ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19664908-115008852338895367?l=rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/feeds/115008852338895367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19664908&amp;postID=115008852338895367' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/115008852338895367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/115008852338895367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/2006/06/oh-dear-gawd-they-move.html' title='Oh Dear Gawd They Move!!!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939270656808221365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHKVwschtkk/StkiOXy9UDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZjsTjHFIAzs/S220/blogpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19664908.post-114987857081783509</id><published>2006-06-09T13:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-10T00:31:13.186-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Slip Trick</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/JD%20Huh2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;JD: Uh, Dino, watcha doing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/oak36%20-%20MC.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Dino: Drinking....but, you know, I have this special tradition I do with the last sip for good luck... &lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/JD%20Huh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;JD: Oh, what's that?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/dinoCharlotte4-jodiemc.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dino: I, uh, heh heh...I spit it out all over the stage. It's my own version of christening the stage before each performance. You should really try it sometime; always brought me luck!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;JD: Cool! I'm gonna hafta try that sometime!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dino: :chuckles: Yeah, you do that.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Sometime Later...&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/Stapp%20Slip.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Scott Stapp: AAAHHHHH!!! :thinks: What the fuck?!?!? Who poured water all over the fucking stage?!?!?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;And at the next show...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/JD%20Ouch.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;JD: This is a brand new song I wrote...it's called, "Fuck you, Dino, you can suck my balls"...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;A day or two later...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/vh1rh11.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Interviewer: So, did you hear about JD Fortune's recent injury? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marty: JD got hurt? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Interviewer: Yes, he slipped and fell while on-stage pulling the ACL muscle in his leg...Scott Stapp also fell and struck his head. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bobby: Oh, that's not good. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dino: :muffles laugh: Yeah, that's huh...that's terrible. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Interviewer: Yes, JD ended up in a cast...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jeremy: Jesus, dude, I wonder how he slipped?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dino: :muffling laugh: I've got...I've got no idea...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;So, this was my very own interpretation on the events surrounding Scott Stapp and JD's slip and falls during a recent show on the new leg on INXS's tour. Now, all of you who know me know I'm not overly fond of JD but I'm gonna hafta swallow my instinctual distaste for him for the moment and give him major props for continuing with the tour shows despite his injury and the subsequent cast on his leg. Way to go, JD, you're quite a trooper!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;...Okay, moment over...So, JD, how bummed were you that you couldn't hop around and hump ladies faces for a whole show? Hope you still had your mic-stand to keep you happy; I doubt the rest of the INXS guys wanna hear you rub one out cause you couldn't have your way with something during the concert. --Tooks ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PS: I snatched these new JD pics from the INXS site and I was gonna cut out all the copyright crap on the second one but then I didn't wanna risk getting arrested or whatever the fuck for using the pic and not giving credit when I clearly knew credit was due so I kept it there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19664908-114987857081783509?l=rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/feeds/114987857081783509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19664908&amp;postID=114987857081783509' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114987857081783509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114987857081783509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/2006/06/slip-trick.html' title='Slip Trick'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939270656808221365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHKVwschtkk/StkiOXy9UDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZjsTjHFIAzs/S220/blogpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19664908.post-114947110163302100</id><published>2006-06-04T20:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T22:58:21.316-04:00</updated><title type='text'>One Night at the Rockstar Mansion - by "F"</title><content type='html'>One night, Marty &amp; JD are bored at the Rockstar Mansion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What can we do, we should be living like ROCKSTAAARS!!” says Marty. &lt;a&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/Picfic1.4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;“Hmmm,” says JD.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/Picfic2.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;“I know, I know! Let’s do some craaazy shit!” Marty exclaims.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/Picfic3.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;“Dude! You’re alright!!! I’m all about crazy. But I can be serious too, look, what do you think? It’s my serious face. Pretty f’in cool eh?” giggles JD.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/Picfic4.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;“Yeah, whatever. Cut out the shit and listen up – I’m gonna give you a sermon about the crazy shit we can get up to!” Marty says, after rolling his eyes over JD’s “serious pose”.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/Picfic5%20-%20sub.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;“Hey, I’m all ears baby, sing at me!”&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/Picfic6.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;“I know! Let’s bust out of the mansion and crash a gay bar! Weeeeehooooooo” yells Marty.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/Picfic7.jpg" border="0" /&gt; “Fuckin A! I’m all about gay, did you see me plant one on Navarro? Yeah! Boyyyyyy!”&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/jd_kisses_dave.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marty and JD run off together.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/Picfic9.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;“Hey guys! Wait for me!” MiG yells breathlessly as he runs to catch up. “I know what you two are up to, you crazy devils!” he adds, pointing at them.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/PicFic10%20sub.jpg" border="0" /&gt; He quickly changes into his gay bar outfit and does his hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/PicFic11%20Sub.jpg" border="0" /&gt; The three rockers reach the impenetrable wall surrounding the Rockstar mansion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 273px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 181px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="158" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/Picfic12.jpg" width="225" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marty &amp; JD bound fearlessly over the wall and then celebrate their daring escape. “We’re free, we’re free, we’re free!” they shout, jumping up and down like schoolgirls&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/Picfic13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Meanwhile, MiG tries valiantly to climb the wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/Picfic14.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Alas, he cannot make it. “Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa” he cries, “I wanted to go too!!!!!!”&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="182" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/Picfic15.jpg" width="322" border="0" /&gt; Marty drinks up and has a great time partying with everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/Picfic16.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Meanwhile JD parties it up and tries to get lucky.&lt;br /&gt;“Hey, you like what you see…I know you do,” he says in his deepest come-hither voice, forgetting that he is at a gay bar.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/Picfic17.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Most of the patrons won’t give him the time of day as they walk past thinking, “please tell me that’s a cigarette and not his dick, it’s so thin!” However, he eventually succeeds in getting lucky, realizing too late what getting lucky at a gay bar means.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/Picfic18.jpg" border="0" /&gt;“Ohhhhh my asss!” he says as he struggles to pull his pants up. But he soon recovers in the usual way. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/Picfic19.jpg" border="0" /&gt;“Oh yeah, that was oooooooooooooooooooooooo-kay.” &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The two return to the mansion and the next day Marty &amp; the other rockers laugh as they watch the footage of JD’s antics captured on Marty’s cell phone and emailed to all.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/Picfic20.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;“Boy did I miss out!” sighs MiG.&lt;br /&gt;“I think I’m getting aroused,” Ty says to himself.&lt;br /&gt;“What an idiot that Fortune kid is!” laughs Jordis.&lt;br /&gt;“I think I might be sick,” says Suzie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Fuck yeah! That was good times!” says Marty.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/Picfic21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Okay dear readers, this one was especially hard to create as blogger has been a raging asshole lately - this PicFic was started, re-started, posted, edited, posted again, deleted, re-started, and then I had to put about half of the images in via their codes!!! That being said, I find the ordeal entirely worth it cause when I first read this PicFic a nearly fell off my chair laughing so hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;All the credit goes to "F" aka "Enough About Me" (EAM) from the LeperPop boards(LeperHouse). Give him/her - cause I'd hate to assume either way, haha - some love for this great take on what happened when Marty and JD snuck outta the mansion and into that infamous bar. --Tooks ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19664908-114947110163302100?l=rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/feeds/114947110163302100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19664908&amp;postID=114947110163302100' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114947110163302100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114947110163302100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/2006/06/one-night-at-rockstar-mansion-by-f.html' title='One Night at the Rockstar Mansion - by &quot;F&quot;'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939270656808221365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHKVwschtkk/StkiOXy9UDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZjsTjHFIAzs/S220/blogpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19664908.post-114928140182784630</id><published>2006-06-02T16:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T16:50:01.920-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Say Uncle!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/1600/vh1rh5.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/vh1rh5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Marty: Oh my god, dudes, put me down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bobby: Say Uncle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marty: :starts to struggle: Put me down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dino: Dude, we're gonna hold onto ya til you say submit...we'll stay here for the entire show if we gotta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy: Oh, wow, these are really nice boots Marty...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marty: You're not takin' my boots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bobby: Hey, Jeremy, did you know Marty has ticklish feet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy: You don't say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marty: Don't you dare!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/vh1rh6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dino: Do you submit?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marty: Never!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bobby: Then we have no choice...Do it Jeremy!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jeremy: :starts to pull boot off:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marty: Noooooooo!!!  Uncle!!!  Uncle uncle uncle!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dino: We knew you'd see it our way...Now show us where Tommy Lee hid the groupies!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I was gonna have Dino ask where Brooke Burke was hiding, but she didn't go so I had to go with just random groupies...meh.  Oh, by the way, Jeremy, I love that tat on your arm of the sword that goes through the skull with bat wings - that thing kicks ass!! (It's not in these pics folks, don't bother looking - but I'll probably have a pic of it here sometime and point out it's greatness again.)  -- Tooks ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19664908-114928140182784630?l=rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/feeds/114928140182784630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19664908&amp;postID=114928140182784630' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114928140182784630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114928140182784630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/2006/06/say-uncle.html' title='Say Uncle!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939270656808221365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHKVwschtkk/StkiOXy9UDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZjsTjHFIAzs/S220/blogpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19664908.post-114910709986609724</id><published>2006-05-31T15:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T16:25:00.006-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fraggle Rockin'</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/1600/5-1-2006-04.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/5-1-2006-04.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Marty: Ya know, I swear &lt;em&gt;Hit Me Baby, One More Time&lt;/em&gt; is the worst song I could have ever been made to sing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bobby: Nah ah, there are way worse songs man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Billy: Yeah. I mean, do you have any idea how many times I've had to sing &lt;em&gt;I'm a Little Teapot&lt;/em&gt; for my kids? &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/100_0437.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Marty: Ooo, yeah, that's pretty bad... &lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/100_0313-cropped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kid: I like the Fraggle Rock song!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marty: Heh heh, oh yeah?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kid: Yeah! Sing Fraggle Rock!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/bb2-penny3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Marty: Uhhh...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;All Kids: :chanting: SING FRAGGLE ROCK!!! SING FRAGGLE ROCK!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Billy: I smell a mutiny...you better sing it, Marty.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/100_1263.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marty: Oooo okay...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bobby: Are we seriously going to do this?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bilyy: Haha! Rock on!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/100_1265.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marty: :sings: Dance your cares away, worry's for another day.  Let the music play, down at Fraggle Rock!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bobby: :thinks: I can't believe we're actually doing this song.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;This was inspired, in major part, by a thread at MartyCasey.org about what songs could Marty have been made to sing that would be worse Britney Spears's &lt;em&gt;Hit Me Baby, One More Time&lt;/em&gt;...there are many great suggestions should anyone choose to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://martycasey.proboards62.com/index.cgi?board=marty&amp;action=display&amp;amp;thread=1147013428&amp;page=1"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;look&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;.  Fraggle Rock was my idea cause I fuckin loved that show!   --Tooks ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19664908-114910709986609724?l=rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/feeds/114910709986609724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19664908&amp;postID=114910709986609724' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114910709986609724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114910709986609724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/2006/05/fraggle-rockin.html' title='Fraggle Rockin&apos;'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939270656808221365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHKVwschtkk/StkiOXy9UDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZjsTjHFIAzs/S220/blogpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19664908.post-114894525766851042</id><published>2006-05-29T19:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T19:27:37.683-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Photoshoot Fart</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/1600/SmallLhPress2.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/SmallLhPress2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cameraman: You guys set? Here we go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marty: ...Aw, man, who farted?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dino: :giggles:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bobby: Jesus Christ, Dino.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Billy: Guys, can we just get this over with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dino: :laughing: Oh god...sorry guys...seriously...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bobby: What the hell is wrong with you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marty: Couldn't you have just held it in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Billy: You suck...all of you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;All the boys burst into laugher.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cameraman: :to self: This is gonna take all night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Okay, admittedly this one is really old but I've never put it up here before.  That and I've been in the hospital for days...I'm tired, sick, and no longer allowed to enjoy the pleasures of morphine so I'm in pain and have, like, zero energy at the moment so I've put this one up.  I realize it's not fabulous (certainly not one of my best) but it's basically a fart joke and I have a strong belief that, no matter who you are and where you live, a fart joke is at least kinda funny.  --Tooks ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19664908-114894525766851042?l=rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/feeds/114894525766851042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19664908&amp;postID=114894525766851042' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114894525766851042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114894525766851042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/2006/05/photoshoot-fart.html' title='Photoshoot Fart'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939270656808221365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHKVwschtkk/StkiOXy9UDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZjsTjHFIAzs/S220/blogpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19664908.post-114815972316355867</id><published>2006-05-20T16:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T20:54:05.036-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lernin Rokin Frm JayDee</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/1600/I%20Know%202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/I%20Know%202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Claim that, unlike those other guys, you know the band's songs cause you love them. It doesn't matter that each of the judges comes from a completely different band and that they've probably all cycled through 2-4 bands in their career because you don't actually have to know any of their songs anyway, you just have to say that you do. You objective here is to snow the judges and piss off your fellow contestants - neither of which is likely to be hard. It's also important that, when given a newly created song by the "band" you not learn it...you said you loved their back-catalogues, not their new shit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/First%20Final.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Be one of the first bottom three - hey, look folks, Sobbing Suzie McNeil's there too! In fact, be in the bottom as often as possible, even when you to get the home-audience selected encore, be in the bottom three! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Now ya'll know why I generally think JD fans are morons...you voted enough to get the guy an encore but not enough to keep him outta the bottom 3, wft?)&lt;/span&gt; The bottom 3 should remain your comfort zone throughout the show, it keeps you as the underdog and everyone likes the underdog! That and the judges won't ever be nervous about you overshadowing your greatness cause clearly the voters think you suck! &lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/Alone.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Work poorly with others and when your peers refuse to take everyone of your suggestions like it was a gift from the rock gods stop working with them altogether. Clearly if they can't see the beauty of "It ain't pretty after the show/It ain't pretty when the pretty leaves you with no place to go" than clearly they ain't worthy of kissing your left nut, or your right one for that matter. ...It's not like being in a band requires any sort of collaborative effort anyway.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/Megaphone2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Always brings a glittery prop to your performances. First of all, everyone likes shiny things! Secondly, those who like shiny things the best are "slow" people and with all the liquor, drugs, and other shit these judges have done you just know their brains have slowed to the point where shiny things can give them endless hours of amusement - they'll probably hire you just becuase your toy has entertained them so much. Also, you've proven that you're not just musically creative, but that you're also artistically so...in the kids' camp arts 'n' crafts project sorta way. Oh, and speaking through a megaphone totally clears up your voice....yeah, you won't sound like a deep throated retarded monkey at all...nope. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;-- How the fuck did anyone think JD doing something cool by pulling that shitty thing out? ...It's a fuckin arts 'n' crafts project folks! Oh, oh, and did anyone noticed that thing got more elaborate and bigger as the show went on? Anyone think JD mighta been using it as some sorta pseudo-dick to make up for the possbile tininess of his real one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/Eat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get sexual with everything that passes you by...women, men, microphones or whatever's handy. You might be worried that you'll appear slutty and a crazed sex-fiend...well, you will. But that's what you wanna look like! As a chick, being slutty will get you everywhere with these judges...if they think they can bang ya, they'll keep ya around. And as far as the viewers at home are concerned...if you can give a guy a boner through the TV you've pretty much got his vote til the end. As a guy...yeah, I actually have no clue how giving your mic a blowjob works towards you as a guy cause none of the judges are gay. I think it has to do with all the desperate single women that might watch the show, get alittle moist, and inexplicably decide to vote for ya. ...Of course it could just be because it reminds the judges that you'll suck cock to get the job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/Cross.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Present yourself as a cross between a giant douche and a shit sandwich.  Douche-y facial expressions &amp; clothes + shitty overall attitude = BIG WINNER!!!!  I have no clue why this equation works, but it did for JD so ya might as well go for it!  &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;--Yeah, I was just lookin for a reason to call JD a douche-y shithead and now I have so I feel accomplished.  PS: the mispelling of the title is intentional, heh heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;So...that's it for the RockStar Tips!  Not sure what I'm gonna end up working on next yet.  There's the possbility for a Hammerhead Dictionary, but that's sorta a big project so there'll probably be so other, smaller, PicFics before then.  We'll have to see... -Tooks ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19664908-114815972316355867?l=rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/feeds/114815972316355867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19664908&amp;postID=114815972316355867' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114815972316355867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114815972316355867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/2006/05/lernin-rokin-frm-jaydee.html' title='Lernin Rokin Frm JayDee'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939270656808221365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHKVwschtkk/StkiOXy9UDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZjsTjHFIAzs/S220/blogpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19664908.post-114790615427304871</id><published>2006-05-17T18:23:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T16:15:54.826-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Learning Rockin' From Marty</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/1600/Crazy2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/1600/Crazy2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/Crazy2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Convince people you're crazy 'cause nobody fucks with crazy! The trick is not to be too crazy...you don't want people to think "oh gawd, get this crazy fucker off the show before he hurts someone" a la that dude from the very first Big Brother who got smashed and decided holding butcher knives to chicks' throats is wicked fuckin funny. No, no, you want to be "kinda" crazy like maybe you are and maybe you aren't and it's up for others to decide. During performances you should suddenly spaz out and start screaming like a banshee and, if all possible, stuff your mic in your ass-crack and start climbing shit. If you get Tommy Lee to raise his eyebrows you've got it...If you get him to call out, "Wow! Your fuckin' nuts!!!" you've gone too far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/20050729_Episode_104A_0333_300x417.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Be a little nerdy...not too nerdy though. You wanna look smart and "together", not like you need a big kid to give you the wedgie of your life &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Of course, we know giving Marty a wedgie ain't even an option, but pantsing him is...OH! Now there's a thought!)&lt;/span&gt;. Being a little nerdy can also make the other contestants look like immature losers as they choose to sleep the day away instead of learning that new song you'll all hafta song in the studio of the next day (JD). Oh, and if at possible, let the home audience see you work on a piece while wearing glasses...it reminds them of that really cool and sexy professor they wanted to bang as an undergrad - they'll totally vote for anyone who reminds them of their days of college lustin'. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/Control.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Make sure the judges know who's the boss, you! Sure, they're calling you the "contestant", but who needs the lead singer - they do! Not don't, you already are one - fuck, you could already have a band waitng for you to loose and come back home. So you let these new judges know that and then tell them exactly what they should do with their band...no, YOUR band. This tactic, however, sorta backfired with Marty cause the INXS guys seemed terrified by the thought of change &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(I swear I was waiting for Tim to stare at Marty with bug-eyes and state blankly, "we fear change")&lt;/span&gt;. Thankfully, though, these new judges aren't old fogies and if Tommy Lee's the new "leader" like he's being billed as speaking of radical change may work out cause everyone knows that Tommy loves to "mix it up"! Just be wary of Tomy's said love of "mixing it up" as a chick cause while you're thinking music styles he's thinking sexual positions.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/Ignore.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Master the polite ignore cause you're gonna need it. Everybody's gonna have an opinion about what you should do and how you should do it and, mostly, they're just fucking wrong. Of course, you can't just go around literally telling people to go fuck themselves, you need to find a more polite and TV-friendly way of doin' - the polite ignore is that way. Of course this works when those of the opposite sex hit on you as well.  As a guy you may hafta do it when one of the female contestants tries to sneak into your bed at night...or accidently walk into that gay bar &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(yes, I know Marty, that bar &lt;strong&gt;used&lt;/strong&gt; to be a gay bar but it wasn't when you went there - but it's funnier my way so shut the hell up)&lt;/span&gt;. and if you're a chick with even the slightest amount of flesh exposed your gonna need to do this even more cause these new judges can get erections. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/Cry.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;If you're a dude and you're gonna cry, be a man about it. No one wants to see the guy-liner streaming down your faces as you sob uncontrolably...leave that shit to the Suzies of the world. Generally the thought is to avoid crying altogether if you're a guy, but you'd be surprised what the power of allowing that single escaped tear to roll down your face can hold...to the ladies you'll appear vulnerable and in touch with your "softer side", which are both total turn-ons.  And to the guys? Well, if you usually keep your shit together than they'll most likely forgive the moment of "weakness" and simply appreciate you didn't cry "like a little bitch". The judges? ...Something tells me each of them have balled like babies into a bottle of Jack at least so I doubt they'll complain about your manly silent cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/Smash.jpg" border="0" /&gt;If you're still concerned about the time you got a little emotional hurtin' your street cred just start breakin' shit!  No one's gonna call ya a pussy if you start smashin' guitars and screaming "eleeeectrrrric" in gruff deep voices.  Don't worry about these new judges thinking you're irresponsible like Andrew Ferris seemed to be when Marty did it (I saw that concerned look Andrew, you couldn't hide it) cause these new judges - washed out as they are - are all about the harder side of rock.  Oh, and the audience loves when you break things...it makes them feel like they're around someone a little dangerous and really cool.  ROCK!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm sure the vast majority of you are currently screaming at the computer, "Where's the Eye Fuck?!?  WHERE'S THE EYE FUCK?!?".  Well, here's the thing folks, this technique takes years to perfect (Marty's been perfecting it for about 15+ years) and an intense sexuality that not all people have.  Tthe last thing I want is for every other contestant on the new season to try and do this - especially considering I intend on watching the show!  I'm not givin' anyone the license to try and do this cause I don't like the feeling of being eye-raped via the TV screen every other night this summer - I got enough of that shit thanks to JD, Wil, and MiG last summer.  Oh, and by the way MiG, you're not sexual so stop trying to eye-fuck me when you have no eye-dick...uh oh, went to that weird place again....Damn you MiG. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19664908-114790615427304871?l=rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/feeds/114790615427304871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19664908&amp;postID=114790615427304871' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114790615427304871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114790615427304871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/2006/05/learning-rockin-from-marty_114790615427304871.html' title='Learning Rockin&apos; From Marty'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939270656808221365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHKVwschtkk/StkiOXy9UDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZjsTjHFIAzs/S220/blogpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19664908.post-114773721437759266</id><published>2006-05-15T19:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T12:53:04.936-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Learnin' Rockin' From MiG</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/1600/MigPray.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/MigPray.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Be nice...be really nice....be really really nice. Be so nice that people can't help but vote for you because you're so fucking nice. Be so fucking nice that you're practically a saint. But always make sure that, if you take this route, you're actually nice cause if you're not and people find out, you're fucked (JD). &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;-- PS: Did any one else notice that Marty's head casts a shadow over MiG's crotch? No? Well I bet you'll notice now. Haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/MigFall.jpg" border="0" /&gt;After an exceptionally intense performance be sure to collapse. This will show how you will, literally, "knock yourself out" for your new band. Oh, and your lying on your back which, if attractive like MiG, will totally get you the opposite sex and gay vote. The downside, however, is if you overuse this technique and if you're small framed like MiG, you start looking like a weakling which ain't good at winning points with those "hard-core" rockers sitting in the cushy judging area. Unless you're a chick, cause everytime you fall all the all male judges will think is, "I wonder if she'd mind if we went down and dry-humped her...I think we should hire her and then say it's part of the contract" - so it'll work out pretty well, just remember that if you get the gig you'll probably hafta fuck Tommy Lee and he's not the safest sex-partner in the world - anyone who steers his boat with is dick has got issues and a not too clean wiener, man. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;-- PS: No, I didn't see the Tommy/Pam sex tape, I avoided it - but they showed the "hey, look, I can steer a boat with my dick!" bit on TV once...thankfully said magical dick was cut from the shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/MiGSleepy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Be adorable. Not the Suzie "she seems sweet when not crying or insulting other contestants voices" adorable, but the "puppy, kitty, smiling baby" adorable. Once you've established this "I'm stuffed with cotton candy" personality you can pretty much get away with anything and still get thousands upon thousands of votes. I mean, who doesn't like cotton candy? Just remember, if you're a dude, you're heading into gay territory so if you're straight get yourself a regular fuck-friend...MiG had his wife and after pratically dry-humping her on that bench in front of the cameras he dispelled much of the gay rumors - good for him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/MigShirtless.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Strip! Good option for guys and gals as it follows the equation of Hot Body - Clothes = Votes. Also, it shows a slightly wilder side after all that niceness which is an important thing as a rocker...especially with these new judges. You see, as a guy with all this sweetness you've been exuding while following the other MiG tips, Mr. Lee, Mr. Newstead, and Mr. (apparently you were in G 'n' R) Clarke might think you're a little uncool. Well, they'll probably call ya a " lame-o gayass" or something, but what they mean is you're uncool...removing your shirt shows you're not afraid to get a little crazy and getting the chicks to scream like banshees as you remove said shirt proves that you've got girls that wanna bang ya (guys seem to respect guys who can get chicks to wanna bang them). As a chick, showing your tits proves you're not a prude and, well, guys - especially rocker guys - like tits so you'll get major props for showin' the twins. So go ahead, remove those clothes faster than Cherry the Stripper on center-stage. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;-- PS: Before you ask, never actually been to a strip club; I'm not opposed to them, it's just no one's ever wanted to go with me to one and I feel sorta weird going alone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/MigPants.jpg" border="0" /&gt;When in doubt, split your pants. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Whaddya mean you don't get it? Look at MiG's knee, idiot!)&lt;/span&gt; It's the perfect mix of The Collapse, which shows your dedication to winning, and The Strip, which shows skin. This isn't a suggested technique for every performance cause then you're just the jackass who can't find pants that fit and it takes a shitload of energy to rock so hard you tear you pants (and no where near the seam no less). Oh, and if you do this every time you "rock", you'll run outta clothes faster than......I got nuthin', let's just say you'll be outta clothes really really fast. &lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/rockstar-mig-ayesa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Look like a mythical creature. Be it elf, fairy, or vampire as long as it's a pretty mythical creature it's all good. You see, people instinctually like mythical creatures and want them to - nay, know they must - succeed, so if you look like one people will vote accordingly. But again, I must stress only the pretty ones....if you look like, say, a caveman (Brandon), you will get no love. Also, looking like a mythical creature seems to give you special rocker powers like the ability to control hordes of people using just one hand (Marty) and holding a note for an obscenely long time (MiG) which is always nice. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;-- PS: I could not tell you how disturbing I find this MiG picture...it's like a Ken Doll's trying to molest me through a picture. Of coure, I'll tell him to stop and, cause he's "Miggy" he'll comply and walk off all sad so I'll start to feel a little bad and tell him, "fine, but just a single grope to the chest" which'll make him all happy and as his tiny, cold plastic hand touches my skin I'll hafta try to think of someting nicer - I'l think of Marty. Fuck! I just went to a really weird place, didn't I? Yeah, see, this picture is evil. EVIL!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Okay folks, I'm going in the oposite order that they were voted off so next time we meet it'll be Marty time! - Tooks ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19664908-114773721437759266?l=rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/feeds/114773721437759266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19664908&amp;postID=114773721437759266' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114773721437759266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114773721437759266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/2006/05/learnin-rockin-from-mig.html' title='Learnin&apos; Rockin&apos; From MiG'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939270656808221365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHKVwschtkk/StkiOXy9UDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZjsTjHFIAzs/S220/blogpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19664908.post-114764865413227961</id><published>2006-05-14T18:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T20:46:20.106-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Learin' Rockin' From Suzie</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/SUZIE%20ASKS%20MARTY%20IF%20HE%20IS%20L_300.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Comment on the possbile poor quality singing voice of one of your fellow rockers within the first two minutes of getting in the mansion. - Admittedly this backfired on Suzie cause Marty rocks and she cries...but it's a noble ploy to attempt nevertheless, just make sure you're more Machiavelli and less McNeil. &lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/20050821_Episode_107B_0797_300.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Stage dive! And while doing so aim for as many as your contestants' bandmates as possible. The benefits of this are two-fold...1) You look "rock" by reality TV standards in stage diving, and 2) If you're a chick and you land on dudes and they'll get to touch your boobs, naughty bits, or your ass and you've just gotten yourself some extra votes! (Come, Dino, Bobby, and Dan - tell me you didn't throw a vote or two her way after that? haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/Suzie%20Cries.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Cry often. It doesn't matter if it's genuine, you just wanna pick up those sympathy votes. ...Just make sure that, if you use this tactic, to cry should you actually lose or the whole thing is lost and your fans will not follow you past the show. &lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/Suzie.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Giggle nervously when interviewed - ya never know, one of the band members auditioning you might find it adorable...I didn't, but Tommy Lee might. (Note: You will have to "put out" for Tommy Lee, but that'll happen whether you use this tactic or not cause Mr. Lee's like that.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/Suzie%20Whore.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Let Dave Navarro molest ya just a little...he can put in a good word for you with the other guys.  If you're a dude rocker, this isn't gonna work as well so instead just talk about how you got molest the hottest, sluttiest female contestant on the show with Dave - maybe Dave will tell the other guys, "yeah, he's cool" or something else pseudo-helpful. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/SuzieMarty%20Touch.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Let Marty touch you!  Maybe his talents will rub off on you...that and, it's fuckin' Marty man!  This works almost as well if you're a guy as Marty seems pretty cool and secure enough in his heterosexual manhood to let a dude touch him - just make sure you go for a handshake or something not too touchy-feely - he IS straight ya know!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;-- There's gonna be 3 more of these - MiG's, Marty's, and JD's.  It's based on the idea that Marty's supposed to return to give the new rockers on RockStar:Supernova tips on being a rocker or whatever...I think The Lovehammers will also be guest performing which sorta reeks of the set up of American Idol (guest gives advice then performs), but if it's Marty and the rest of the guys guesting I don't give a shit.  - Oh, and just so everyone knows "No va" means "No go" in Spanish...so, uh, yeah...Anyone think that this show might fail in Spanish speaking countries?  --Tooks ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19664908-114764865413227961?l=rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/feeds/114764865413227961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19664908&amp;postID=114764865413227961' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114764865413227961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114764865413227961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/2006/05/learin-rockin-from-suzie.html' title='Learin&apos; Rockin&apos; From Suzie'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939270656808221365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHKVwschtkk/StkiOXy9UDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZjsTjHFIAzs/S220/blogpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19664908.post-114757395063014755</id><published>2006-05-13T22:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T22:32:46.450-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Trees Music Video - by Kristen &amp; J-Rich</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Okay, so while not official this is (I believe) the funniest music video ever made...Oh, and I'd really love for this to actually be made official and put on VH1 and MTV and such cause then I know the world could enjoy the greatness that is this music vid!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/&lt;object" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cFfP1Pef2-A" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/&lt;object" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And just in case it does work after you moan and cry in being denied here's (one of) the links for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cFfP1Pef2-A"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cFfP1Pef2-A&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Thanks to Kristen and J-Rich for gettin me to laugh so hard I fell off my bed with tears streaming down my face. Oh, and Kristen posted on the Lh.com board that she wanted to spread the vid around so I'm gonna assume that she'll be more than cool with me posting it here! - Tooks ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19664908-114757395063014755?l=rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/feeds/114757395063014755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19664908&amp;postID=114757395063014755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114757395063014755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114757395063014755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/2006/05/trees-music-video-by-kristen-j-rich.html' title='Trees Music Video - by Kristen &amp; J-Rich'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939270656808221365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHKVwschtkk/StkiOXy9UDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZjsTjHFIAzs/S220/blogpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19664908.post-114740966824825346</id><published>2006-05-12T00:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T00:54:33.400-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cruisin' with Marty</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/1600/marty_car.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/marty_car.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Marty: MiG was right...this really is a nice car. Very comfy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Car: Good morning Marty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marty: Oh, wow, it does talk! And in a nice female voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Car: Mmmm, why thank you Marty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marty: Uh...you're welcome...Car?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Car: Please, call me Honda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marty: Heh heh, okay, Honda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Car: You know, you feel very good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marty: ...Huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Car: Your ass in my seat feels sooo good...Now put your key in my ignition and let's ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marty: Oh, wow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/MARTY%20HUG.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marty: :whispers: Hey, Mig, what kind of things does your car say?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mig: Um...turn right, turn left, five miles til you reach your distination...the usual.  Why?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marty: You mean it's never said anything...dirty?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mig: Noooo, whyyy...Has yours?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marty: Yeah...Kinda...Maybe...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mig: I think we should just assume, from now on, that everything hits on you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marty: I guess so...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yeah, so, I've kinda been having a bit of writer's block (all my creativities goin into paper and stuff for finals) and this was the best I could come up with.  ...Sorry!  -Tooks ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19664908-114740966824825346?l=rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/feeds/114740966824825346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19664908&amp;postID=114740966824825346' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114740966824825346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114740966824825346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/2006/05/cruisin-with-marty.html' title='Cruisin&apos; with Marty'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939270656808221365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHKVwschtkk/StkiOXy9UDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZjsTjHFIAzs/S220/blogpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19664908.post-114730761040034876</id><published>2006-05-10T20:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T23:34:33.426-04:00</updated><title type='text'>One Liners</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/WS10.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Bobby: I play the drums and they give me a fuckin' bongo...assholes. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/stch2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Billy: I am Curly-Haired Ninja! Fear me!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/1dinocomingup.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dino: Ted, I swear to gawd, another word and I'm adding all the shit leftover from last night's party. And I do mean &lt;strong&gt;all&lt;/strong&gt; of it!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/BealeStreetFestival-13wm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Marty: Ow shit! Guys...I fell on my keys!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Thanks Treefrog/Stephanie for the last pic, much love Sista! -Tooks ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19664908-114730761040034876?l=rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/feeds/114730761040034876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19664908&amp;postID=114730761040034876' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114730761040034876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114730761040034876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/2006/05/one-liners.html' title='One Liners'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939270656808221365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHKVwschtkk/StkiOXy9UDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZjsTjHFIAzs/S220/blogpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19664908.post-114706131225605384</id><published>2006-05-07T23:33:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T01:20:31.070-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Causin' Car Crashes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/1600/Marty%20Got%20Back.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/Marty%20Got%20Back.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Billy: Hey, Marty! Marty, I'd totally get away from there, man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marty: Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dino: Chicks, dude, chicks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marty: Chicks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bobby: Yeah, chicks...you know, females, women, ladies?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marty: :rolls eyes: What about them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Billy: Well, they've sorta gone nuts over you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marty: Ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dino: No, he's serious...chicks are crazy for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marty: Even if that is true, what's that got to do with me standing on a balcony?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bobby: We're not that far from the road...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dino: And we ain't gettin sued cause of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marty: Oh, sure like that would ever happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chick in Car: MARTY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;:CRASH:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Bobby: Don't worry, I've already got the hospital on the line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Billy: I'll call the lawyer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dino: I'll go see if she's okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marty: I'll get off the balcony and come with you, Dino. Poor girl's killed her car, might as well make it worth her while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Right, so this is a really old one but I don't have time to think of somethin' original at the moment (finals) and as far as I can remember I've never posted it here...but if I have then this'll be pulled and all will be moot. - Tooks ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19664908-114706131225605384?l=rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/feeds/114706131225605384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19664908&amp;postID=114706131225605384' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114706131225605384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114706131225605384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/2006/05/causin-car-crashes_114706131225605384.html' title='Causin&apos; Car Crashes'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939270656808221365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHKVwschtkk/StkiOXy9UDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZjsTjHFIAzs/S220/blogpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19664908.post-114685886634613361</id><published>2006-05-05T15:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-05T15:54:27.223-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bobby's Revenge</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/1600/100_0295.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/100_0295.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Marty: Bobby, what the hell are you doing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bobby: How does it feel?!?  Huh, Marty, how does it feel?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marty: How does what feel?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bobby: Havin' some dude's ass in your face?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marty: Huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bobby: Every show!  Every show for the past 10 plus years I've had to put up with &lt;strong&gt;your&lt;/strong&gt; ass in &lt;strong&gt;my&lt;/strong&gt; face!  Time for some pay back!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marty: Bobby...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bobby: What?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marty: You're a idiot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19664908-114685886634613361?l=rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/feeds/114685886634613361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19664908&amp;postID=114685886634613361' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114685886634613361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114685886634613361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/2006/05/bobbys-revenge.html' title='Bobby&apos;s Revenge'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939270656808221365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHKVwschtkk/StkiOXy9UDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZjsTjHFIAzs/S220/blogpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19664908.post-114671380272644011</id><published>2006-05-03T22:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T23:36:42.813-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Adventures of Butt Nugget and Counter Boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/1600/bobbybb1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/bobbybb1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Little Kid: Heehee, you're a butt nugget!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bobby: What?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Kid: :giggling: You're a butt nugget!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bobby: ...You're a butt nugget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Kid: Noooo, you are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bobby: Na ah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Kid: Yeah huh! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/bb-jon5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Guy: What's with the kid calling Bobby a butt nuggest?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dino: Oh, I paid the kid, like, five bucks to say it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Guy: :laughing: Why?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dino: ...Boredom mostly.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/H.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marty: Hi!  Welcome to Best Buy! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lady: Well, hellooo Counter Boy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marty: Heh heh, and how may I help you this fine afternoon?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lady: I'm looking for something digital...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marty: Well Best Buy's the place for digital!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lady: Something stimulating...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marty: Oh?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lady: Yeah, I need digital stimulation.  Do you think you could help me with that, Counter Boy?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marty: Ooh....aah....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dino and Lady:  :start to laugh:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/IMG_1219.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dino: :hands Lady a $20 bill: Heh heh, here's your money, thanks!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lady: My pleasure!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marty: Damn it, Dino!  That's the second time you've pulled that prank today!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dino: And yet you continue to fall for it...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19664908-114671380272644011?l=rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/feeds/114671380272644011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19664908&amp;postID=114671380272644011' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114671380272644011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114671380272644011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/2006/05/adventures-of-butt-nugget-and-counter.html' title='The Adventures of Butt Nugget and Counter Boy'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939270656808221365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHKVwschtkk/StkiOXy9UDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZjsTjHFIAzs/S220/blogpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19664908.post-114634487319924765</id><published>2006-04-29T16:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T23:38:10.316-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Top 20 Reasons We Love Marty</title><content type='html'>20. He's got style &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/Marty%20%27s%20Stylin%203.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. He takes some big ass risks &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/548240587_l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. ...And works to make them pay off &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/aee0e317.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. He's odorless &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/MartyCharlotte17-rockfanmc.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. He controls...patiently &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/martyreach.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. He loves the attention...especially from us ladies  ;-)&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/sistershands.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. He turned a pop song into rock 'n' roll S&amp;M &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/hmbomt7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. His guy-liner &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/ifk.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. He's a real man &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/viper_mccrop.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. He's humble &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/0c4fc8a2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. He's multi-talented &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/ShowLetter1.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. He's a wedgie-free man! &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/hotass.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. His cheeky charm &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/49.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. That "other" side of him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/BWMarty1headcrop.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. He's devoteded to his bandmates &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/vlcsnap-35136.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. His chest &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/hotstuff.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. His eye-fuck &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/Bestcreepever1.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. He loves every fan &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/denver078.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. He's the Scary Conductor! &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/hrc43.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. He's has a fire inside of him that infects everyone he meets (in a good way)&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/comehere3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;So, rather than spend numerous space thanking people for pics I'll just say thanks to everyone who took pics of Marty when I couldn't...they're all fabulous.  I'd also like to give major props to my Sista's in The Hood (haha) and the Org girls for making me feel like I'm not the only nut around.  This leads me to our leading man, Mr Marty Casey!  There are so many reasons that he is the Rock God that he is, these are just a small sample of them.  It was a "weak-in-the-knees" pleasure to meet you in Boston, Marty; you were so incredible I was almost certain you were a figment of my imagination until you grabbed my hand to tell me you liked my ring (I nearly collapsed, by the way).  So thanks Marty, for being you...hope you make it back around New England &lt;strong&gt;really&lt;/strong&gt; soon!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19664908-114634487319924765?l=rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/feeds/114634487319924765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19664908&amp;postID=114634487319924765' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114634487319924765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114634487319924765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/2006/04/top-20-reasons-we-love-marty.html' title='Top 20 Reasons We Love Marty'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939270656808221365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHKVwschtkk/StkiOXy9UDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZjsTjHFIAzs/S220/blogpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19664908.post-114619704387430465</id><published>2006-04-27T23:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T02:04:09.750-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Top 20 Reasons We Love Billy</title><content type='html'>20. His impish grin &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/Billy%27s%20Grin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Every so often, he'll shake his ass on-stage &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/billydance.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. He's a family man &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/DSC02522.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. He's a professional &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/95ce2023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. His guitar solos rock our world &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/LH019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. His hobbit hair &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/denver1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. His humor...the man always has fun! &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/Billy1%20-%20Reading.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. The man can sing &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/martycaseydsc_5810.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Every so often...he'll go shirtless &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/Image8Changedbig.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. He loves to play his guitar &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/billy12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. His hands on the guitar are mezmerizing &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/billshands.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. He wears a cowboy hat and doesn't look dumb &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/billycowboyhat.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. His glasses are very nice &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/cap011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. He can smoke and play at the same time &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/joes4%20-%20MC.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. His funky half beanie-half cabbie hat&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/virg19%20-%20MC.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. He'll play, even if he's ill&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/hrc29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. His eye-fuck! &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/ian-cc50.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. He loves his bandmates &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/viper8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. He give his time to the littlest of fans &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/DSCF3444_fixed_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. He's the Golden Guitar God!!! &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/billyguitarjoes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'd like to give a shout-out to a very special person who, I'm pretty sure, I've lifted at least 2-4 of these pics from, Erin.  Angelshadow and BIMCO also get shout outs cause they's some crazy-ass bitches that sure love that Will E. Longrod...or is it Will E. Survive? Well, whatever you happen to want to go by you are, indeed, the Golden Guitar God!!!  Much love to you, Billy!!! And thanks again for that no "ass-out" hug! - Tooks ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19664908-114619704387430465?l=rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/feeds/114619704387430465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19664908&amp;postID=114619704387430465' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114619704387430465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114619704387430465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/2006/04/top-20-reasons-we-love-billy.html' title='Top 20 Reasons We Love Billy'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939270656808221365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHKVwschtkk/StkiOXy9UDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZjsTjHFIAzs/S220/blogpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19664908.post-114610164943796627</id><published>2006-04-26T21:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T19:06:18.823-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Top 20 Reasons We Love Bobby</title><content type='html'>20. He purposely did &lt;strong&gt;this&lt;/strong&gt; to his hair (and still looks good)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/bobby_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. His tongue&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/Bobbyandhistongue.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. He's the band's food guinea pig &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/bobbyfood.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. He's got that brother of his... &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/WS4.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. His love for his fans is genuine and incredibly sweet&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/b50bd7a6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. He's artistically (i.e. in black and white and) hot here &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/blkwhbobby4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. The band is his family, both literally and figuratively &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/7031518_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. He brought back the goatee &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/416a16ba.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. He doesn't seem to mind being in the background &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/virg7%20-%20MC.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. His occasional funny face &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/P1020025_jpg.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. He really loves to play drums&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/ADB-9%20-%20MC.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. He puts up with "Marty crack"...a lot of Marty crack &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/joes10%20-%20MC.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. He knows how to party! &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/Hardcore.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. He's got the puppy-dog face down cold &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/16216041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. He can boogie (it's a white boy boogie, but a boogie nonetheless)&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/det17%20-%20MC.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. There's a chance you could become his favorite "accessory" &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/cap006.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. His tenacity &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/concertbobbytired.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. His intelligence &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/Bobbywithtj.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. He's got mystery and I dig that&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/fixing.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;1. He's the Greek God of Thunder!&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/Bobbyhot.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nods go to Lovehammers-Lover/Lisa for the pic used on reason #14, DG for setting this whole crazy thing off with her "Top 20 Reasons We Love Dino".  And, of course, credit goes to Bobby Kourelis as well for being the great guy and killer drummer that he is...whether he believes it or not he is our Greek God of Thunder!!! ...I'd also like to give him bonus points because one of the pictures I had to manually add the coding for (my "Add Image" button wouldn't work) and I won't do that for just anyone ya know? -- Tooks ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19664908-114610164943796627?l=rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/feeds/114610164943796627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19664908&amp;postID=114610164943796627' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114610164943796627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114610164943796627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/2006/04/top-20-reasons-we-love-bobby.html' title='Top 20 Reasons We Love Bobby'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939270656808221365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHKVwschtkk/StkiOXy9UDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZjsTjHFIAzs/S220/blogpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19664908.post-114607329371487885</id><published>2006-04-26T13:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T14:41:06.346-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Top 20 Reasons We Love Dino - by DG</title><content type='html'>20. At a highly charged emotional moment...he's on his cell phone. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/594024189_l.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;19. His sense of humor. (He's such a goofball!)&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/Chicago028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. His bass playing and dedication to bass playing&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/DinotoPrint.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;17. You know this is coming so...His brother&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/bobbydino-docmc.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;16. His endurance&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/WS21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. His predictable fashion sense&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/e633ce63.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. He is rather attractive here..&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/tophat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;13. His penmanship&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/tit_sig.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. His loyalty to his band and the fans&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/4305re2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;11. His many facial expressions&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/hrc27.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. His approachability&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/oneofthekboys.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Because he's Nancy's sunshine &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/DinoOrange2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;8. He hasn't had this place shut down yet for all the cracks that've been made about him&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/3-2-06LHconcert020.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. He cares for people and his dog&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/f8e9929c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. He's really intense when playing his bass. He's very focused.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/21031409.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. He would never turn his back on a friend in need.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/dinobackside-nancymc.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. He actually reads the message boards...scary, but cool (thankfully, to the best of my knowledge, he doesn't read these)&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/0fd482cf.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. He said water was interesting and didn't laugh at someone when they talked about bedtimes.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/oak36%20-%20MC.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. You can tell that he loves what he is doing and that he has fun with it.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/548243255_l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The number 1 reason Dino is sooo wonderful:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. Beause Nancy says so!&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/Close-up%20Dino.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;There you go my krazy Hammer Crue (haha)! Credit must be passed out on this one...DG created the intial list (I simply made a few adjustments to fit the blog) and Nancy inspired the whole thing...And if you don't know to which Nancy I am referring then get your ass to the Org Asylums and meet your next best friend! Oh, and Dino gets credit here to for being the bad-ass bass player that he is, and for being a genuinely great guy...We love you Dino! -Tooks ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19664908-114607329371487885?l=rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/feeds/114607329371487885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19664908&amp;postID=114607329371487885' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114607329371487885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114607329371487885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/2006/04/top-20-reasons-we-love-dino-by-dg.html' title='Top 20 Reasons We Love Dino - by DG'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939270656808221365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHKVwschtkk/StkiOXy9UDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZjsTjHFIAzs/S220/blogpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19664908.post-114584056699232261</id><published>2006-04-23T20:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T21:09:02.166-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Poor Bobby at Best Buy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/1600/bb-rach3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/bb-rach3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bobby: Oooo...The 40 Year Old Virgin...I've been dying to buy that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Billy: :singing: That's cause you're gonna beee one!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/bb-shr6.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Marty: Ooooh...Billy made a funny!!! &lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/bb-shr5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bobby: What are you doin? These are my drums!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Guy: :smiles awkwardly: Ummm...I was told that you're not allow to play drums again until you, uh, pop your cherry. :starts to laugh nervously:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/bb-rach2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bobby: This is because Dino's not here to torment, isn't it?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/100_0390.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marty: Pretty much.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Heard the first Best Buy show rocked! Hope the next one's even better! - Tooks ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19664908-114584056699232261?l=rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/feeds/114584056699232261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19664908&amp;postID=114584056699232261' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114584056699232261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114584056699232261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/2006/04/poor-bobby-at-best-buy.html' title='Poor Bobby at Best Buy'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939270656808221365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHKVwschtkk/StkiOXy9UDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZjsTjHFIAzs/S220/blogpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19664908.post-114565713010228320</id><published>2006-04-21T17:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-21T18:05:30.176-04:00</updated><title type='text'>In the Beginning...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;So, this is my 100th post here and I figured I'd take a quick look back and see how this might've began...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/594024189_l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Marty: Guys, I've decided...I'm doin' RockStar:INXS&lt;p&gt;Bobby: Oh, really?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marty: Yep...uh, Dino, whatcha doin?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dino: Callin 911.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marty: Why?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dino: Cause when I'm through with you, you're gonna need an ambulance.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/lhcb19.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marty: Oh my gawd you guys, seriously, my balls....ooooooohhhhhh my balls!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/DG%27s%20Pic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bobby: :starts laughing: Dino, man, I still can't believe you kicked Marty in the balls that hard.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dino: At the time, I felt it necessary.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bobby: Still, ya didn't have to do it with your &lt;strong&gt;boots&lt;/strong&gt; on! ...Gettin kicked in the leg with those fuckin boots hurts...but the balls?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Billy: ...Yeah man, that's just cruel...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;There, my 100th is done, hope you liked it! ...And move on to other PicFics! - Tooks ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19664908-114565713010228320?l=rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/feeds/114565713010228320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19664908&amp;postID=114565713010228320' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114565713010228320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114565713010228320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/2006/04/in-beginning.html' title='In the Beginning...'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939270656808221365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHKVwschtkk/StkiOXy9UDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZjsTjHFIAzs/S220/blogpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19664908.post-114533319780154664</id><published>2006-04-17T23:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T00:06:37.833-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pulling Pranks...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/1600/Image6.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/Image6.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dino: Dudes, what the fuck did you do to my head?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bobby: Heh heh...nuthin, man, nuthin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dino: I can fuckin see the patch man...I fuckin see it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Billy: :laughs: Dino, ya did that yourself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dino: No fuckin way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marty: Yeah, ya did...you were so fuckin wasted last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dino: So I bleached my head?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marty: With a little helpful suggestion...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bobby: From your bud to my left!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dino: Billy, you douchebag!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Billy: :laughs harder: Who the fuck actually thought he'd do it!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Before you say anything the positioning of Billy being on Bobby's left is correct - I checked it in my head, lol.  This may become a series, it may not...not really sure yet, LOL  - Tooks ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19664908-114533319780154664?l=rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/feeds/114533319780154664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19664908&amp;postID=114533319780154664' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114533319780154664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114533319780154664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/2006/04/pulling-pranks.html' title='Pulling Pranks...'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939270656808221365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHKVwschtkk/StkiOXy9UDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZjsTjHFIAzs/S220/blogpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19664908.post-114503632117741064</id><published>2006-04-14T13:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-14T13:38:41.196-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Saintly Choices -  by Trees</title><content type='html'>One Sunday a pastor told the congregation that the church needed some extra money and asked the people to prayerfully consider giving a little extra in the offering plate. He said that whoever gave the most would be able to pick out four hymns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the offering plates were passed, the pastor glanced down and noticed that someone had placed a $1,000 bill in offering. He was so excited that he immediately shared his joy with his congregation and said he'd like to personally thank the person who placed the money in the plate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/grandma_standing_with_purse_md_wht.jpg" border="0" /&gt;A very quiet, elderly and saintly lady all the way in the back shyly raised her hand. The pastor asked her to come to the front. Slowly she made her way to the pastor. He told her how wonderful it was that she gave so much and in thanksgiving asked her to pick out four hymns. &lt;p&gt;Her eyes brightened as she looked over the congregation, pointed to the three handsomest men in the building and said, "I'll take him"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/unc99.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And Him....&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/billycowboyhat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Him.....&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/ADB-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Him, Thank you&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/unc72.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This Little Old Lady had good taste in hymns!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;This joke was written by Trees...the title is mine and sucks, lol.  Thanks so much Trees for letting me post this!!!  - Tooks ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19664908-114503632117741064?l=rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/feeds/114503632117741064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19664908&amp;postID=114503632117741064' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114503632117741064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114503632117741064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/2006/04/saintly-choices-by-trees.html' title='Saintly Choices -  by Trees'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939270656808221365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHKVwschtkk/StkiOXy9UDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZjsTjHFIAzs/S220/blogpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19664908.post-114472964458608485</id><published>2006-04-10T23:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T13:04:06.510-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy F'er-ing Birthday!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/1600/vlcsnap-35136.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/vlcsnap-35136.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Marty: Hey, guys, it's Sid F'er's birthday...we need to party it up in his honor!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bobby: Dude, you had me at party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dino: Fuckin' A!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Billy: I'm always up for a party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marty: Great! Now all we need is the three b's of a birthda...booze... &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/beerbong1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/beerbongMarty.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Marty: ...Babes... &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/bobbyintro2.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/Image32.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Billy &amp; Bobby: ...and booty shakin'!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/det17%20-%20MC.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/billydance.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Happy Birthday Sid F'er!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sorry this is technically a day late, my blog didn't seem to wanna post the pics of Bobby and Billy gettin' their respective grooves on...don't know why.  Either way, Happy F'er-ing Birthday, Sid!!! - Tooks ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19664908-114472964458608485?l=rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/feeds/114472964458608485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19664908&amp;postID=114472964458608485' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114472964458608485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114472964458608485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/2006/04/happy-fer-ing-birthday.html' title='Happy F&apos;er-ing Birthday!!!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939270656808221365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHKVwschtkk/StkiOXy9UDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZjsTjHFIAzs/S220/blogpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19664908.post-114456074642205862</id><published>2006-04-09T00:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T01:32:26.556-04:00</updated><title type='text'>JD's Warning...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/1600/INXS_MG_1986_300.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/INXS_MG_1986_300.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dave: Tim, did you see the note by the copier?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tim: Yeah...that was great! Who was the dumb fuck who did that?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/Believe%20Me.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;JD: Guys! Just so you know, I was trying to copy my pen, so I'd have more pens available to sign autographs with, but the pen got stuck...I left a note just in case. &lt;p&gt;Dave: Yeah, man, we caught that... :starts laughing:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tim: Thanks for your concern, JD. :starts laughing:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/Pen%20is%20Stuck.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;DON'T TOUCH&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;PEN IS&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;STUCK&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19664908-114456074642205862?l=rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/feeds/114456074642205862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19664908&amp;postID=114456074642205862' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114456074642205862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114456074642205862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/2006/04/jds-warning.html' title='JD&apos;s Warning...'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939270656808221365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHKVwschtkk/StkiOXy9UDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZjsTjHFIAzs/S220/blogpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19664908.post-114452954412005340</id><published>2006-04-08T15:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T13:08:09.046-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ted's Tail Tale: Killer Cilmax</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/1600/Picture281.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/Picture281.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bobby: Hey, has anyone seen Ted?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys: No...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dino: Heh heh...maybe he's hiding?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Later...Outside...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/v-50.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Ted: Hey, guys! &lt;p&gt;Marty: Dude, where'd you go?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ted: Just hanging in the bus...takin' a break...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/DSC02472.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ted: ...Ya know...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/DSC02541.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dino: Success!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/lc1-33.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marty: Sooo...Ted, ya gonna tell Dino you got your own set of girls?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ted: Nah...why kill his joy?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ted, you rock man!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;- Tooks ;-)  --- This series was inspired in part by a &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19664908&amp;postID=114088301575496490"&gt;comment&lt;/a&gt; made in "Breast Wishes Ted" by Anonymous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19664908-114452954412005340?l=rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/feeds/114452954412005340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19664908&amp;postID=114452954412005340' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114452954412005340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114452954412005340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/2006/04/teds-tail-tale-killer-cilmax.html' title='Ted&apos;s Tail Tale: Killer Cilmax'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939270656808221365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHKVwschtkk/StkiOXy9UDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZjsTjHFIAzs/S220/blogpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19664908.post-114451797239424450</id><published>2006-04-08T12:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-08T13:39:38.886-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ted's Tail Tale: Ted's Turn</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/1600/atlanta12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/atlanta12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ted: Ya know, I really can get chicks on my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marty: I know, Ted, I know...the guys are just tryin' to be helpful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ted: You don't believe me, do you? Watch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/ac1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Ted: Hey, hey you! &lt;p&gt;Chick: Me?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ted: Yeah, you, could you come here for a moment?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/Ted.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ted: Look, I'd really like to speak to you after the Meet and Greet if that's at all possbile.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Chick: Am I in trouble?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ted: Not at all...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Chick: :smiles: Oh, really? :giggles a little:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/DSCF0026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marty: Duuude...I can't believe you just did that...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ted: I told you, I don't need any help.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;This is taking a slightly different turn than I saw it heading in so bare with me here, lol. - Tooks ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19664908-114451797239424450?l=rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/feeds/114451797239424450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19664908&amp;postID=114451797239424450' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114451797239424450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114451797239424450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/2006/04/teds-tail-tale-teds-turn.html' title='Ted&apos;s Tail Tale: Ted&apos;s Turn'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939270656808221365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHKVwschtkk/StkiOXy9UDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZjsTjHFIAzs/S220/blogpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19664908.post-114438640982788623</id><published>2006-04-07T00:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T15:16:34.553-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ted's Tail Tale: Marty's Magic</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/1600/DSCF3450_cropped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/DSCF3450_cropped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Marty: Ya want me to do what?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dino: Com'on man...it's for Ted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marty: Oh, alright... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/ShowLetter3.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Marty: Okay, ladies, I'm lookin' for someone to give my friend, Ted, a good time...I'd really be appreciative to anyone willin' to help!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/viper75.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ladies: ME ME!!! PICK ME MARTY PICK ME!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marty: Woah! :thinks: This many might kill Ted! ...Or make him the happiest guys on Earth...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/martycrowd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marty: Alright, ladies!!! Backstage to Ted we go!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/Guys2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marty: Ted, dude, how psyched are you?!?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ted: Huh?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marty: For tonight!  ...We got all those ladies just dying for ya!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ted: :sighs: ....I hate you all...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19664908-114438640982788623?l=rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/feeds/114438640982788623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19664908&amp;postID=114438640982788623' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114438640982788623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114438640982788623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/2006/04/teds-tail-tale-martys-magic.html' title='Ted&apos;s Tail Tale: Marty&apos;s Magic'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939270656808221365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHKVwschtkk/StkiOXy9UDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZjsTjHFIAzs/S220/blogpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19664908.post-114436129611700982</id><published>2006-04-06T17:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T18:20:09.393-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ted's Tail Tale: Bobby's Babes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/1600/00d068a8.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/00d068a8.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bobby: Hmmmm....a chick for Ted...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/48ee0f21.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Bobby: Oh, there's a whole bunch!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/100_0217.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bobby: Excuse me, ladies, would you mind....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/bobbyintro2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Chicks: OMG, YES!!! WHATEVER IT IS, YES!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bobby: Woah! Heh heh...alright then....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/dinoandbobby.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bobby: Uh, Dino?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dino: Yeah?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bobby: I sorta slept with all the chicks I was gatherin' for Ted.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dino: :laughs: No biggie, just don't tell him...he'll never know.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ted: Know what?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bobby: Nuthin'...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19664908-114436129611700982?l=rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/feeds/114436129611700982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19664908&amp;postID=114436129611700982' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114436129611700982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114436129611700982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/2006/04/teds-tail-tale-bobbys-babes.html' title='Ted&apos;s Tail Tale: Bobby&apos;s Babes'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939270656808221365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHKVwschtkk/StkiOXy9UDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZjsTjHFIAzs/S220/blogpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19664908.post-114429514567475952</id><published>2006-04-05T23:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T23:45:45.910-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ted's Tail Tale: Billy's Booty Buffoonery</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/1600/DSCF3447_fixed_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/DSCF3447_fixed_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Billy: :sings: Chick for Ted, chick for Ted, gotta finda chick for Ted! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/tor2-27%20-%20MC.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Billy: Oooo...there's one!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/denver2.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Billy: Pssst, pssst...Jeremy!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jeremy: What?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Billy: See that chick?  Why don't you go ask her to come over here?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jeremy: Uuuh...oookaaay...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/tor2-10%20-%20MC.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Chick: What's that for?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Billy: Heh heh...if I gave you this, would you sleep with my friend, Ted?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Chick: What?!?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ted: FUCK YOU, BILLY!!!!  FUCK YOU!!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Billy: :bursts into laughter:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19664908-114429514567475952?l=rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/feeds/114429514567475952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19664908&amp;postID=114429514567475952' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114429514567475952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114429514567475952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/2006/04/teds-tail-tale-billys-booty-buffoonery.html' title='Ted&apos;s Tail Tale: Billy&apos;s Booty Buffoonery'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939270656808221365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHKVwschtkk/StkiOXy9UDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZjsTjHFIAzs/S220/blogpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19664908.post-114421017512359941</id><published>2006-04-04T23:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T00:09:35.240-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ted's Tail Tale: Dino's Dame</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/MVC-014S.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Dino: :thinks: Alright, find a chick for Ted...hmmmm....Oh, there's a good one! I'll just stroll over...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/MVC-015S.jpg" border="0" /&gt; ...and give her the look...&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/MS34copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt; ...bingo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/DSCF3445_fixed.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Chick: So, um, I couldn't help but notice that you were sorta looking my way during the show...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dino: Yeah, I was wonering...Have ya met Ted?&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/DSCF0024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ted: Fuck you, Dino...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Please remember that his one and the next few are all taking place at the same time... - Tooks ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19664908-114421017512359941?l=rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/feeds/114421017512359941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19664908&amp;postID=114421017512359941' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114421017512359941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114421017512359941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/2006/04/teds-tail-tale-dinos-dame.html' title='Ted&apos;s Tail Tale: Dino&apos;s Dame'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939270656808221365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHKVwschtkk/StkiOXy9UDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZjsTjHFIAzs/S220/blogpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19664908.post-114416584303678040</id><published>2006-04-04T11:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T11:50:43.233-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ted's Tail Tale: Gathering the Guys</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/1600/lhatl11dr.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/lhatl11dr.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dino: Guys, hey guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Billy: What man?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dino: We're gonna get Ted laid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Billy: What the fuck?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dino: It'll be our gift to him for being such a great tour manager...gettin' him laid like a rock star.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Billy: :laughs: Okay, man, whatever you say. ...So, I assume we're gonna need to gather up a few chicks, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dino: Yeah...and the hottest you can find.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bobby: Found one!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I know, it's a bit of the second prologue, but fuck it.  I believe this pic is DG's so thanks girl! -- Tooks ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19664908-114416584303678040?l=rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/feeds/114416584303678040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19664908&amp;postID=114416584303678040' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114416584303678040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114416584303678040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/2006/04/teds-tail-tale-gathering-guys.html' title='Ted&apos;s Tail Tale: Gathering the Guys'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939270656808221365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHKVwschtkk/StkiOXy9UDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZjsTjHFIAzs/S220/blogpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19664908.post-114412369014862897</id><published>2006-04-03T23:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T00:08:13.030-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ted's Tail Tale: Prologue</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/1600/mg5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/mg5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dino: Ya know, ted, you've been really cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ted: Just doin' my job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dino: In fact, you've been so cool me and the guys have decided to give you an end-of-the-tour gift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ted: Oh?  And what's that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dino: We're gonna getcha laid!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ted: I can get myself laid, thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dino: Heh heh....not like we can get ya laid...heh heh heh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Don't tell me that ya'll can't figure out what's gonna happen? No?  Alright then, each of the guys, possibly with the help of Jeremy, are gonna work to get Ted laid rock star-style! ...How's it end?  You'll hafta stay tuned to find out!!! - Tooks ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19664908-114412369014862897?l=rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/feeds/114412369014862897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19664908&amp;postID=114412369014862897' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114412369014862897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114412369014862897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/2006/04/teds-tail-tale-prologue.html' title='Ted&apos;s Tail Tale: Prologue'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939270656808221365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHKVwschtkk/StkiOXy9UDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZjsTjHFIAzs/S220/blogpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19664908.post-114392890007159029</id><published>2006-04-01T16:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T17:34:57.113-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Vicodin Boys 4: Dino</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/1600/100_0082.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/100_0082.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dino: Oh good! They didn't take all my Vicodin!!! YAY!!! :pops two into his mouth:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/7031518_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Dino: ...Feelin' no pain now...It's all good... &lt;p&gt;Bobby: Heh heh...Oh my gawd....I'm so fuckin' high!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Billy: Huh huh, ahhhh....Uhhh....where's Marty?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dino: ...I have nooooo clue...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/kbrandytLH1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marty: WOOOHOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  LET'S GET WASTED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Thanks to Lovehammers-Lover (Lisa) very much for the middle picture and KtBrandy for the last one...these have been used with their exclusive permission...heh heh, I get permission to used exclusive stuff now! :D   -- Tooks ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19664908-114392890007159029?l=rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/feeds/114392890007159029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19664908&amp;postID=114392890007159029' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114392890007159029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114392890007159029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/2006/04/vicodin-boys-4-dino.html' title='Vicodin Boys 4: Dino'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939270656808221365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHKVwschtkk/StkiOXy9UDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZjsTjHFIAzs/S220/blogpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19664908.post-114392778867962626</id><published>2006-04-01T16:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T16:43:09.516-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Vicodin Boys 3: Bobby</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/1600/100_0087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/100_0087.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dino: Sooo, Bobby...yeah, I'm just gonna assume you took some of my Vicodin too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/3-2-06LHconcert020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Bobby: This is the best drink ever!!! It's...it's just...this best drink ever!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dino: It's fuckin vitamin water, man.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bobby: Yeah, I know....but it's so...wet... :giggles madly:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/100_0092.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dino: Dude...you're retarded.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19664908-114392778867962626?l=rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/feeds/114392778867962626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19664908&amp;postID=114392778867962626' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114392778867962626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114392778867962626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/2006/04/vicodin-boys-3-bobby.html' title='Vicodin Boys 3: Bobby'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939270656808221365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHKVwschtkk/StkiOXy9UDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZjsTjHFIAzs/S220/blogpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19664908.post-114392504166884266</id><published>2006-04-01T15:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T15:58:15.066-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Vicodin Boys 2: Billy</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/1600/100_0216.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/100_0216.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dino: Okay....did anyone else take some of my Vicodin? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/3-2-06LHconcert022.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Fan: Hey, man, could you sign my CD liner?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Billy: :bursts out laughing: Oh my gawd, that fuckin' hilarious!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Fan: Huh? Why?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Billy: Hee hee hee....ahhhh....I have no idea... :begins laughing again:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/DinoMnG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dino: ....Well, that answers that question...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;The picture of Billy is thanks to LilR (on the Lh board) ...Thanks!!! -- Tooks ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19664908-114392504166884266?l=rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/feeds/114392504166884266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19664908&amp;postID=114392504166884266' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114392504166884266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114392504166884266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/2006/04/vicodin-boys-2-billy.html' title='Vicodin Boys 2: Billy'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939270656808221365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHKVwschtkk/StkiOXy9UDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZjsTjHFIAzs/S220/blogpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19664908.post-114383367844776242</id><published>2006-03-31T13:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T14:34:38.533-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Vicodin Boys 1: Marty</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/1600/handriddle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/handriddle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dino: ....Hey, guys? ...Where'd my Vicodin go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/ch24%20-%20MC.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Marty: Those were your &lt;strong&gt;Vicodin&lt;/strong&gt;??? &lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/tor2-25%20-%20MC.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dino: Heh heh...okay, first of all, you're WAY to close. Secondly...you took some, didn't you?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marty: Me and the guys thought they were regular headache pills...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dino: Oh crap...&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/3-2-06LHconcert021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marty: ....Ummm&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ted: Marty, ya need something?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marty: ...I can't remember how to spell...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ted: Spell what?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marty: ...My name...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dino: :Stiffling laughter: M - A - R - T - ...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marty: I!!!  I remember now, M-a-r-t-i!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ted: ....Yeeeaaah....it's Y, Marty.  M-a-r-t-y.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marty: Oooooh, right...that's it!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dino: :thinks: This is not funny this is not funny... :bursts into laughter:  This is fuckin' hilarious!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Thank you LilR for allowing me to post one of your pics (the last one)!!!  Hope ya'll like this, I'll return with more of The Vicodin Boys later.  -- Tooks ;-) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19664908-114383367844776242?l=rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/feeds/114383367844776242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19664908&amp;postID=114383367844776242' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114383367844776242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114383367844776242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/2006/03/vicodin-boys-1-marty.html' title='Vicodin Boys 1: Marty'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939270656808221365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHKVwschtkk/StkiOXy9UDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZjsTjHFIAzs/S220/blogpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19664908.post-114343582966562626</id><published>2006-03-26T23:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T00:03:49.683-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Things Money Can't Buy...</title><content type='html'>Marty Casey &amp; Lovehammers CD: $12.98 0n Amazon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/1600/lovehammers_cover_200.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/lovehammers_cover_200.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One Ticket to a Lovehammers concert: $45&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/lhconcert7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Getting a picture like this:...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/viper_mccrop.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;...Priceless.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There are some things money can't buy...For everything else there's my checking account!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19664908-114343582966562626?l=rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/feeds/114343582966562626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19664908&amp;postID=114343582966562626' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114343582966562626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114343582966562626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/2006/03/some-things-money-cant-buy.html' title='Some Things Money Can&apos;t Buy...'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939270656808221365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHKVwschtkk/StkiOXy9UDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZjsTjHFIAzs/S220/blogpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19664908.post-114341476584498866</id><published>2006-03-26T18:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T18:12:45.846-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Gettin' Weird...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/1600/CutestBoysintheHouse.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/CutestBoysintheHouse.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Marty: Hey Mig?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MiG: Yeah, Marty?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marty: Is it just me, or are some of these PicFics gettin' weird?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MiG: Weird?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marty: Yeah, ya know, like the one's with Dino bein' a carrot or gnome or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MiG: Well, those are Spocky's and she's a creative girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marty: So you don't think they're gettin' even slightest bit weird?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MiG: When were her's not weird?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marty: Alright, then, weird&lt;strong&gt;er&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MiG: ...:considers what Spocky might do if he answers:...No comment....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19664908-114341476584498866?l=rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/feeds/114341476584498866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19664908&amp;postID=114341476584498866' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114341476584498866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114341476584498866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/2006/03/its-gettin-weird.html' title='It&apos;s Gettin&apos; Weird...'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939270656808221365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHKVwschtkk/StkiOXy9UDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZjsTjHFIAzs/S220/blogpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19664908.post-114341441257850939</id><published>2006-03-26T17:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T18:06:52.596-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Garden Gnome!!! - By Spocky</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/1600/pez.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/pez.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Narrorator Dude: First Dino was a pez dispencer... &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/a4.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Narrorator Dude: Then he was a carrot... &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/b1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Narrorator Dude: And now he will become.... &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/b2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Narrorator Dude: A GARDEN GNOME! &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/b3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Narrorator Dude: And he is about to find out... &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/b4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Narrorator Dude: That being a GARDEN GNOME!... &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/b5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Narrorator Dude: Is harder then it looks... &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/b6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Narrorator Dude: Dino Korelis is A GARDEN GNOME! Rated PG-13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Again...all Spocky!!!  - Tooks ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19664908-114341441257850939?l=rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/feeds/114341441257850939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19664908&amp;postID=114341441257850939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114341441257850939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114341441257850939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/2006/03/garden-gnome-by-spocky.html' title='The Garden Gnome!!! - By Spocky'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939270656808221365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHKVwschtkk/StkiOXy9UDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZjsTjHFIAzs/S220/blogpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19664908.post-114341374432072101</id><published>2006-03-26T17:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T17:55:44.336-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dino Korelis is A CARROT! (a movie) - By Spocky</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/1600/a1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/a1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Narrorator: Dino Korelis was a killer bassist with everything going for him... &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/a2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Narrorator: Until one day... &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/a3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Narrorator: He became... A CARROT&lt;br /&gt;Dino: I'M A CARROT! &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/a4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Narrorator: It's 24 CARROT comedy that you don't want to miss! &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/a5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Narrorator: Dino Korelis is.... A CARROT! rated PG-13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;All Spocky! - Tooks ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19664908-114341374432072101?l=rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/feeds/114341374432072101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19664908&amp;postID=114341374432072101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114341374432072101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114341374432072101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/2006/03/dino-korelis-is-carrot-movie-by-spocky.html' title='Dino Korelis is A CARROT! (a movie) - By Spocky'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939270656808221365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHKVwschtkk/StkiOXy9UDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZjsTjHFIAzs/S220/blogpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19664908.post-114330568322934881</id><published>2006-03-25T11:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T21:03:01.003-05:00</updated><title type='text'>No Touchy - by Domino and AngelShadow</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/1600/MJD.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/MJD.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; JD: I can't believe it's all over. All the practice and hanging out, partying and pranks. We've had some pretty great times, you and I. I think what I'm going to miss most is being able to talk with you. I mean, I feel like we've really connected. It's been a lot of fun and, well, I'm gonna miss you man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marty: You're touching me. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/MJD2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;JD: Whoa. Sorry dude. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marty: Just don't let it happen again.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;JD: So, no saying goodbye like real men?&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/JDandTimferrishugging.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marty: No way dude real men shouldnt do that.... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/cw16.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marty: Damn it, JD, no means NO!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;The first half of this PicFic is Domino's, the second half is AngelShadow's; I just combined them and added the last sentence. Hope you likey! - Tooks ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19664908-114330568322934881?l=rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/feeds/114330568322934881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19664908&amp;postID=114330568322934881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114330568322934881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114330568322934881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/2006/03/no-touchy-by-domino-and-angelshadow.html' title='No Touchy - by Domino and AngelShadow'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939270656808221365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHKVwschtkk/StkiOXy9UDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZjsTjHFIAzs/S220/blogpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19664908.post-114325455606601188</id><published>2006-03-24T21:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T21:42:36.080-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dino's Prank on Some Random Dude - By Spocky</title><content type='html'>Setting: A party&lt;br /&gt;Situation: A random dude is passed out and Dino is extremley bored&lt;br /&gt;Supplies: Balloons, bunny ears, tiara, variety colors of permanant marker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/dinoz22.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dino: You thinkin' what I'm thinkin'?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Moments later...&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/dprank.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dino: :chanting: PIRATE PRINCESS PICKLE BUNNY!PIRATE PRINCESS PICKLE BUNNY!PIRATE PRINCESS PICKLE BUNNY!PIRATE PRINCESS PICKLE BUNNY!PIRATE PRINCESS PICKLE BUNNY!PIRATE PRINCESS PICKLE BUNNY!PIRATE PRINCESS PICKLE BUNNY!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;This, of course, comes from the wonderfully strange mind of Spocky...and yet, I can see actually do this to some poor passed-out bastard were he given the opportunity, lol.  - Tooks ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19664908-114325455606601188?l=rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/feeds/114325455606601188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19664908&amp;postID=114325455606601188' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114325455606601188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114325455606601188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/2006/03/dinos-prank-on-some-random-dude-by.html' title='Dino&apos;s Prank on Some Random Dude - By Spocky'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939270656808221365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHKVwschtkk/StkiOXy9UDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZjsTjHFIAzs/S220/blogpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19664908.post-114323387173725888</id><published>2006-03-24T15:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T15:57:51.753-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Marty Learns Fashion Conclusion: The Total Package</title><content type='html'>Marty: ...Okay, how about this? &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/cw0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Fashionista: THAT'S IT!!! That's the Rock Star look!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/martyispretty.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marty: Don't hate me because I'm beautiful...And please pour you beer in a plastic cup.  Hahaha!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I don't know where that last pic came from, but thanks for taking it whoever you are.  Thanks also to Crazy4Marty for this great idea!  Hope ya'll liked it! - Tooks ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19664908-114323387173725888?l=rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/feeds/114323387173725888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19664908&amp;postID=114323387173725888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114323387173725888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114323387173725888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/2006/03/marty-learns-fashion-conclusion-total.html' title='Marty Learns Fashion Conclusion: The Total Package'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939270656808221365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHKVwschtkk/StkiOXy9UDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZjsTjHFIAzs/S220/blogpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19664908.post-114322667491026210</id><published>2006-03-24T13:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T13:57:54.926-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Marty Learns Fashion Part 4: The Importance of the Hat</title><content type='html'>Fashionista: Remember, Marty, hat's are key. Without a good hat to set you apart from the rest you'll never reach Rock Star status. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/Marty-TakeMeOut001_0001.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Marty: I like this one...I think this one works for me. &lt;p&gt;Fashionista: That it does!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A Few Days Later...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/cw16.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;JD: Hey, Marty!  You like my hat?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marty: The fucker stole my hat!  I KEEL YOU!!!!!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Fashionista: Boys! Boys!!! :thinks: ...Maybe the hat thing was the wrong way to go..."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Again, sorry this got so long...Only got one more of these to go and then one to other PicFics! - Tooks ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19664908-114322667491026210?l=rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/feeds/114322667491026210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19664908&amp;postID=114322667491026210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114322667491026210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114322667491026210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/2006/03/marty-learns-fashion-part-4-importance.html' title='Marty Learns Fashion Part 4: The Importance of the Hat'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939270656808221365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHKVwschtkk/StkiOXy9UDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZjsTjHFIAzs/S220/blogpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19664908.post-114246654246063892</id><published>2006-03-15T18:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T18:59:01.063-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Marty Learns Fashion Part 3: Assessories</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/1600/9-28.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/9-28.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Marty: Do these make my ass look... like I have an ass? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/Lh20meet20and20greet20025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Fashionista: Yes, yes...you're progressing quite nicely...now for accessories.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marty: Really? I should accessorize? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Fashionista: It's a must!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/11-13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marty: Hey, Andrew, did you know that, as a rock star, you need to accessories?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Andrew: Says who?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marty: Fashionista!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Andrew: ....Who the bloody hell is "Fashionista"?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;-- Sorry this took so long to get up, hope people still care. Note: The title "Assessories" is not a typo...just combining the ass with the accessories! - Tooks ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19664908-114246654246063892?l=rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/feeds/114246654246063892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19664908&amp;postID=114246654246063892' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114246654246063892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114246654246063892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/2006/03/marty-learns-fashion-part-3.html' title='Marty Learns Fashion Part 3: Assessories'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939270656808221365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHKVwschtkk/StkiOXy9UDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZjsTjHFIAzs/S220/blogpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19664908.post-114218962321774156</id><published>2006-03-12T13:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T14:02:15.336-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Marty Learns Fashion Part 2: Make-up</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/1600/marty4.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/marty4.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marty: Oh, wow, this is so gay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fashionista: Don't move or I'll poke you in the eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marty: The guys back in Chicago are gonna kick my ass....OUCH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fashionista: What did I tell you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marty: That if I moved you'd poke me in the eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fashionista: And what happened?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marty: ...I moved and...and you poked me in the eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fashionista: So what did we learn from this little mishap?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marty: Not to move while putting on make-up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fashionista: And what did we learn about make-up? :gives Marty a mirror:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marty: :looks at self: That black khol eyeliner really brings out the blue in my eyes!  I mean, wow, that's fucking amazing!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19664908-114218962321774156?l=rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/feeds/114218962321774156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19664908&amp;postID=114218962321774156' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114218962321774156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114218962321774156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/2006/03/marty-learns-fashion-part-2-make-up.html' title='Marty Learns Fashion Part 2: Make-up'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939270656808221365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHKVwschtkk/StkiOXy9UDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZjsTjHFIAzs/S220/blogpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19664908.post-114211729039928627</id><published>2006-03-11T17:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T17:49:36.580-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Marty Learns Fashion Part 1: In The Beginning...</title><content type='html'>In the beginning...&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/1600/untitled.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/untitled.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Marty: What do you mean this outfit isn't "rock star"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fashionista: There's no statement behind it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marty: Sure there is, it says, "I'm Marty and I'm comfy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fashionista: No, it says, "I'm Marty and I'm a mountain man".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marty: Mountain man? No way! Ah, what do you know?  Fashion doesn't even really matter in showbusiness in the long run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fashionist: Okay, it's clear you've got a lot to learn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;So...this is gonna be a series and all pics in the series were suggested by Crazy4Marty...she gave me an outline of the idea and I'm just running with it! Tooks ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19664908-114211729039928627?l=rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/feeds/114211729039928627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19664908&amp;postID=114211729039928627' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114211729039928627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114211729039928627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/2006/03/marty-learns-fashion-part-1-in.html' title='Marty Learns Fashion Part 1: In The Beginning...'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939270656808221365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHKVwschtkk/StkiOXy9UDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZjsTjHFIAzs/S220/blogpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19664908.post-114209705684723984</id><published>2006-03-11T12:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T12:10:56.870-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Moonlite's Commercial</title><content type='html'>Now open for Business ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/store%20-%20Moon.jpg" border="0" /&gt; It serves all your Lovehammers needs...From knit hats and guitar strings to black duct tape...&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/BillyMartysstorecopy%20-%20Moon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Billy: Come Visit Us NOW!!! &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Moonlite says this store really exists and can be found in Minneapolis...anyone up for a road trip?  Thanks Moonlite!!!  - Tooks ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19664908-114209705684723984?l=rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/feeds/114209705684723984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19664908&amp;postID=114209705684723984' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114209705684723984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114209705684723984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/2006/03/moonlites-commercial.html' title='Moonlite&apos;s Commercial'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939270656808221365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHKVwschtkk/StkiOXy9UDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZjsTjHFIAzs/S220/blogpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19664908.post-114209677151892647</id><published>2006-03-11T12:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T12:06:11.543-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Marty's On Fire! - By Bright</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/1600/martyonfire1hm%20-%20Bright.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/martyonfire1hm%20-%20Bright.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Marty: DAMN!!! I'm sooo HOT that I'm on FIRE all the time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;As ya'll can see the lovely and talented Blend Artist from the LH boards, Bright, as decided to grace us with her first PicFic!  Thanks Bright!!!  - Tooks ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19664908-114209677151892647?l=rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/feeds/114209677151892647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19664908&amp;postID=114209677151892647' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114209677151892647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114209677151892647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/2006/03/martys-on-fire-by-bright.html' title='Marty&apos;s On Fire! - By Bright'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939270656808221365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHKVwschtkk/StkiOXy9UDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZjsTjHFIAzs/S220/blogpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19664908.post-114202093234838390</id><published>2006-03-10T14:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T15:02:12.370-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dino's Confusion!? Or Smartassieness?! - By Spocky</title><content type='html'>Random Person: DINO YOU KICK ASS!! &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/dinoz22.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Dino: I do?! Uh ok... :runs off: &lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/dinokicksass.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dino: Uh, like this? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Donkey: Uh, what is he going to do with that foot?!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Thanks again Spocky for the insanity!!!  Tooks ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19664908-114202093234838390?l=rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/feeds/114202093234838390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19664908&amp;postID=114202093234838390' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114202093234838390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114202093234838390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/2006/03/dinos-confusion-or-smartassieness-by.html' title='Dino&apos;s Confusion!? Or Smartassieness?! - By Spocky'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939270656808221365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHKVwschtkk/StkiOXy9UDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZjsTjHFIAzs/S220/blogpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19664908.post-114187437373590661</id><published>2006-03-08T22:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T22:19:33.756-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Domino's Pantie PicFic</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/1600/DM2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/DM2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Marty: Dude, check it out. The ladies are lovin' you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dino: I know man! This kicks ASS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/DM1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Marty: Too bad you have a girlfriend and can't partake on all that love. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dino: I know man. Such a shame. But I gotta respect my girl. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marty: Then I guess you won't be needing these panties that were thrown at you? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dino: :sighs: Nah man. You can keep 'em. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/B2Kblue.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Bobby: Did somebody say panties?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;This was all Domino's!  Give her some lovin'...pantie-throwin' or otherwise!  Tooks ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19664908-114187437373590661?l=rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/feeds/114187437373590661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19664908&amp;postID=114187437373590661' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114187437373590661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114187437373590661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/2006/03/dominos-pantie-picfic.html' title='Domino&apos;s Pantie PicFic'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939270656808221365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHKVwschtkk/StkiOXy9UDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZjsTjHFIAzs/S220/blogpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19664908.post-114186691013281287</id><published>2006-03-08T19:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T20:15:10.156-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Marty's Flexibility - By Spocky</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Please beware this is Spocky at the height of her insanity...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/1600/anonymous.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/anonymous.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Random Reporter: So, Marty. what else did you do when you were on rockstar INXS?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/marty.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marty: I took yoga.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/dinod.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dino: Yeah, sure... prove it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/marty2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marty: Okay, you asked for it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;(Warning: Not for people that are queezy!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/butthead.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/dinod2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Dino: OH MY GOD! WHAT THE?! IS THAT? HOW? WHAT?! IS THAT EVEN HUMANLY POSSIBLE?! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/butthead.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marty (voice muffled):  Well, I can do it so apparently it is.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;What did I tell you?  ...Umm...thanks Spocky!  Tooks ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;--- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Marty, if you happen to read this one and we ever meet again, I give you full permission to smack me upside the head.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19664908-114186691013281287?l=rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/feeds/114186691013281287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19664908&amp;postID=114186691013281287' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114186691013281287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114186691013281287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/2006/03/martys-flexibility-by-spocky.html' title='Marty&apos;s Flexibility - By Spocky'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939270656808221365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHKVwschtkk/StkiOXy9UDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZjsTjHFIAzs/S220/blogpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19664908.post-114171187734558200</id><published>2006-03-07T00:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T01:16:33.276-05:00</updated><title type='text'>3 Tour Shorts</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/1600/DG"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/DG%27s%20Pic7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Female Fan: Can you sign these?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dino: My pleasure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bobby: :sings: I see a nipple, I see a nipple!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Billy: Oh, yeah, that's real mature.... :to photographer: You see the kinda shit I deal with on a daily basis?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/virg38%20-%20MC.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dino: What the hell &lt;u&gt;is&lt;/u&gt; that?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marty: I don't know...it's kinda pretty though...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dino: Oh my god! Did it just move?!?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/Jeremy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Old Guy: Gotta new shipment of stuff!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jeremy: Candy?!?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Old Guy: No, merchandise.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jeremy: Oh...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Old Man: ...You alright there, sonny?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jeremy: Yeah...I was just really hopin' for some candy that's all.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Thanks DG for the first pic,  MC.org for the 2nd (I lifted it), and whoever took the 3rd for the 3rd!  Tooks ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19664908-114171187734558200?l=rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/feeds/114171187734558200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19664908&amp;postID=114171187734558200' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114171187734558200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114171187734558200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/2006/03/3-tour-shorts.html' title='3 Tour Shorts'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939270656808221365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHKVwschtkk/StkiOXy9UDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZjsTjHFIAzs/S220/blogpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19664908.post-114153258860114034</id><published>2006-03-04T22:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T00:52:40.980-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Advice For the Future</title><content type='html'>Here are some advice for future tours...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/MVC-031S.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;For Marty: These pants look very nice on you and are greatly enjoyed by your female fans...wear them more often! - Just make sure you don't get them wet while going commando...or, you know, do (I know I wouldn't mind them getting see through.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/Bobby%20%27Signed%27.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;For Bobby: Enter and exit every room in exactly this manner...I assure you that the number of breasts you will be asked to sign will continue to rise.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/billydance.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;For Billy: Continue to moon those on tour with you - it'll liven things up....Just don't forget to show the audience a bita skin too. Yeah baby! Shake that ass me for me, shake that ass for me!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/viper33.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;For Dino: Keep making faces such as this while playing...mostly cause when people catch pictures of you doing it I get more options for PicFics.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/Blonde%20Gary.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;For Gary: Don't ever do this to your hair ever again! I love ya, man, but you look retarded...don't you know that perioxide shit can fuck with your head?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/12dc775835.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;For JD: No more blowing, licking, or otherwise molesting your mic. Seriously, you're just trying too hard to be sexy...either that or you think you're tour's a few month long audition for the porno you'll no doubt be doing if you loose you're gig as the lead singer of INXS.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;'Kay, think that's it for the moment! Take care and heed my advice...it's for the best!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Note: Thank you Lovehammers-Lover/Lisa for allowing me to use the Bobby pic (her name is credited on the pic itself, but it's too small to see).  Tooks ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19664908-114153258860114034?l=rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/feeds/114153258860114034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19664908&amp;postID=114153258860114034' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114153258860114034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114153258860114034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/2006/03/advice-for-future.html' title='Advice For the Future'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939270656808221365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHKVwschtkk/StkiOXy9UDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZjsTjHFIAzs/S220/blogpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19664908.post-114140950412344945</id><published>2006-03-03T13:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-04T02:04:29.046-05:00</updated><title type='text'>You Know You've Been Touring for Too Long When...</title><content type='html'>...You find your guitarist such a little sexier than you should as a straight dude.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/21870403.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...You're blinded by camera flashes so much you now hafta wear sunglasses indoors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/tor1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;...You don't have any free time to smoke, and so must do it while playing on-stage.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/joes4%20-%20MC.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...You're can literally play with your eyes closed.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/BobbyMmmmn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;...You start making funny faces during performances just to see if anyone notices.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/viper33.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;...When ya just wanna go home!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/00d068a8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Thank you Marty, Bobby, Dino, and Billy for all the great shows and fond memories on this tour...We love you guys...Hope we can all do this again real soon!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Lotsa love, Tooks ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19664908-114140950412344945?l=rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/feeds/114140950412344945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19664908&amp;postID=114140950412344945' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114140950412344945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114140950412344945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/2006/03/you-know-youve-been-touring-for-too.html' title='You Know You&apos;ve Been Touring for Too Long When...'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939270656808221365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHKVwschtkk/StkiOXy9UDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZjsTjHFIAzs/S220/blogpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19664908.post-114133652148974554</id><published>2006-03-02T16:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T16:55:21.503-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jet Requests, Marty Destracts</title><content type='html'>Jet: Hey Tooks...here's one I'd love to see in a pic fic!&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/Jet%27s%20Request.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Tooks: I'll see what I can do for ya! :winks: ...Hmmm, what can I do with this?...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/IMG_0743.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/1600/IMG_0744.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/IMG_0744.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/IMG_0730.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/1600/IMG_0742.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/IMG_0742.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/IMG_0740.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Marty: Do you think anyone noticed there was no actual PicFic?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tooks: Not a chance, babe...Thanks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19664908-114133652148974554?l=rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/feeds/114133652148974554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19664908&amp;postID=114133652148974554' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114133652148974554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114133652148974554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/2006/03/jet-requests-marty-destracts.html' title='Jet Requests, Marty Destracts'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939270656808221365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHKVwschtkk/StkiOXy9UDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZjsTjHFIAzs/S220/blogpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19664908.post-114126958591608542</id><published>2006-03-01T21:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T22:19:45.933-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Marty Wants to Play</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/joes1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Marty: Hey, lady, how you doin'? &lt;p&gt;Lady: :laughs: I'm doin' just fine.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marty: ...You wanna play?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lady: Depends on what the game is....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/eadeb0cd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marty: Come on, lady, come and play...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/Martyoncatwalk.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marty: :thinks: This is the best hide-and-seek spot ever! She'll never find me here!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Okay, honestly, how did ya'll think this was gonna end? With Marty half-naked and sweaty on the floor?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/kramer48%20-%20MC.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Of course not!  I promised Marty I'd never leak those pictures...  ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19664908-114126958591608542?l=rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/feeds/114126958591608542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19664908&amp;postID=114126958591608542' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114126958591608542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114126958591608542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/2006/03/marty-wants-to-play.html' title='Marty Wants to Play'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939270656808221365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHKVwschtkk/StkiOXy9UDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZjsTjHFIAzs/S220/blogpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19664908.post-114126520376919104</id><published>2006-03-01T20:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T21:06:43.770-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lovehammers Play Baseball - By Spocky</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/1600/baseb.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/400/baseb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is LH playing some baseball .... Billy is scared of his batt and Marty seems confused... Bobby wacked Dino in the eyeball with his batt and now Dino is going to kill Bobby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;All Spocky's...the picture, the description, the insanity and I'm loving every minute of it, aren't you?  ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19664908-114126520376919104?l=rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/feeds/114126520376919104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19664908&amp;postID=114126520376919104' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114126520376919104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114126520376919104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/2006/03/lovehammers-play-baseball-by-spocky.html' title='Lovehammers Play Baseball - By Spocky'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939270656808221365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHKVwschtkk/StkiOXy9UDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZjsTjHFIAzs/S220/blogpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19664908.post-114126468601763239</id><published>2006-03-01T20:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T20:59:16.990-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Spocky's Tales of Dino's Fears</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Here's a two-for-one by Spocky! Don't ask...just enjoy! ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dino's Fear #2: Clowns...Muah ha ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/dinosfear2.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Dino: HOW CAN A CLOWN BE THAT SMALL!?!?!?!? AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! &gt; _ &lt; !&lt;!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dino's Fear #3: The fear of.... himself?&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/dinosfear3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dino1: What the fuck is going on!? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dino2: Your eyeball is big dude....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19664908-114126468601763239?l=rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/feeds/114126468601763239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19664908&amp;postID=114126468601763239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114126468601763239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114126468601763239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/2006/03/spockys-tales-of-dinos-fears.html' title='Spocky&apos;s Tales of Dino&apos;s Fears'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939270656808221365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHKVwschtkk/StkiOXy9UDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZjsTjHFIAzs/S220/blogpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19664908.post-114110625607165506</id><published>2006-02-28T00:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T00:59:55.766-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Commericals in Lovehammer Land</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;By Ayesa86:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Double Your Pleasure! Double Your Fun! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;With DoubleMint Gum MotherFuckers!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/brothersKourelis.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dino &amp; Bobby Kourelis&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Audition Number 75943875349857&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Doublemint Twins Commercial&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;By BeachBaby/Henry:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/shampoopic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hey, guys, don't you hate when you come off the stage and your hair just isn't looking its best? Do what I do and try Verbal Essence Shampoo. Makes your hair clean, soft, and all the ladies will love to run their fingers through it. When you're done, take a swig - it does wonders for the vocal cords too. Take it from me, Marty Casey, and try Verbal Essence today!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;By Tooks (Me):&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/shoopopic2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;When I want my hair flowing soft and smooth for that big concert I use the new Marty Essense, now with Lovehammer Lift...Bursting With Body. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;(Note: "Bursting with Body" is actually the tag-line for Herbal Essense's new product line, Citrus Lift)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;-- Thanks to Ayesa for letting me use this Ayesa86, and I hope you're not pissed I'm using yours Henry - I found it on the old LH board and it fit so perfectly I had to have it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19664908-114110625607165506?l=rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/feeds/114110625607165506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19664908&amp;postID=114110625607165506' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114110625607165506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114110625607165506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/2006/02/commericals-in-lovehammer-land.html' title='Commericals in Lovehammer Land'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939270656808221365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHKVwschtkk/StkiOXy9UDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZjsTjHFIAzs/S220/blogpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19664908.post-114110026655902134</id><published>2006-02-27T23:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T23:17:46.573-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Trees Video - by MoonliteMelody</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/1600/treesvideo3%20-%20MoonliteMelody.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/treesvideo3%20-%20MoonliteMelody.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dino: Kill me now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bobby: Oh look, the ball is bouncing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marty: What the fuck did I do to deserve this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Billy: :singing happily: I don't wanna ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;The pic and dialouge is MoonliteMelody's - I made some slight changes to Marty's comment, but that is all.  Give her some love!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19664908-114110026655902134?l=rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/feeds/114110026655902134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19664908&amp;postID=114110026655902134' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114110026655902134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114110026655902134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/2006/02/trees-video-by-moonlitemelody.html' title='Trees Video - by MoonliteMelody'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939270656808221365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHKVwschtkk/StkiOXy9UDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZjsTjHFIAzs/S220/blogpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19664908.post-114100231658924311</id><published>2006-02-26T19:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-26T20:05:16.613-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dino Discovers He Has Magical Powers - By Spocky</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/1600/numbnuts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/numbnuts.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; JD: Ha ha ha! Look at my ass crack!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/dino103.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Dino: Dude...I hope you turn into a dragon with worms. &lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/Chibi_Saicuaph_Avatar_by_Saicuaph.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;*POOF*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;JDragon: Damn it all!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/dino89.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dino: Uh, what just happened?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;T-Bone: What's with the dragon with worms?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dino; Uh, I don't know...T-bone.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;*POOF*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/1369T-Bone%20Steak.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dino slowly backs away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Again, all Spocky's genius...show her some love folks!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19664908-114100231658924311?l=rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/feeds/114100231658924311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19664908&amp;postID=114100231658924311' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114100231658924311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114100231658924311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/2006/02/dino-discovers-he-has-magical-powers.html' title='Dino Discovers He Has Magical Powers - By Spocky'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939270656808221365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHKVwschtkk/StkiOXy9UDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZjsTjHFIAzs/S220/blogpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19664908.post-114099516387928637</id><published>2006-02-26T17:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-26T19:22:10.406-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Tour So Far for Marty</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/1600/cbsvid2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/1600/virg13%20-%20MC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/virg13%20-%20MC.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Marty: Oh, Dinoooo, look what I got! PANTIES!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dino: Ha ha...Dude, you are such a loser. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/al_viper1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ladies: :chant: Take them off! Take them off! Take them off!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marty: Woah, woah....ladies, show some restraint, for the love of gawd!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/cbsvid2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marty: I fucking love this tour!!!  It kicks ass like no other!!! La la la!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bill: Dude, did Marty get laid last night?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bobby: I have no clue...but I hope that whatever happened to him happens to me &lt;strong&gt;real&lt;/strong&gt; soon.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19664908-114099516387928637?l=rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/feeds/114099516387928637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19664908&amp;postID=114099516387928637' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114099516387928637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114099516387928637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/2006/02/tour-so-far-for-marty.html' title='The Tour So Far for Marty'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939270656808221365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHKVwschtkk/StkiOXy9UDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZjsTjHFIAzs/S220/blogpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19664908.post-114098538421330475</id><published>2006-02-26T15:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-26T15:23:04.226-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dino's Incredible Fear of Flying Muffins - By Spocky</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/1600/dinosfear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/dinosfear.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dino: OH FUCK ITS A FLYING MUFFIN! GET IT AWAY FROM MEEEEEEEEEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Again, this all Spocky!  Give her a hand ladies and gents!  (Once a key picture is fixed I'll be posting another one of her wonderfully weird PicFics!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19664908-114098538421330475?l=rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/feeds/114098538421330475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19664908&amp;postID=114098538421330475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114098538421330475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114098538421330475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/2006/02/dinos-incredible-fear-of-flying.html' title='Dino&apos;s Incredible Fear of Flying Muffins - By Spocky'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939270656808221365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHKVwschtkk/StkiOXy9UDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZjsTjHFIAzs/S220/blogpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19664908.post-114093237041492670</id><published>2006-02-26T00:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-26T00:39:30.430-05:00</updated><title type='text'>JD's Ear Fetish - by Spocky</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/1600/jdfortunekissingdavenavarro091305.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/jdfortunekissingdavenavarro091305.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; JD: :thinks: I LIKE TO SMELL PEOPLES EARWAX! WHOA! HIS EAR SMELLS LIKE PEANUT BUTTER!  :brain activity shuts down:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dave: :thinks:  Play dead...maybe it will get bored after a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;This is all Spocky's!  She gave me permission to post it so let's all thank her for the hilarious insanity!  ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19664908-114093237041492670?l=rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/feeds/114093237041492670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19664908&amp;postID=114093237041492670' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114093237041492670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114093237041492670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/2006/02/jds-ear-fetish-by-spocky.html' title='JD&apos;s Ear Fetish - by Spocky'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939270656808221365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHKVwschtkk/StkiOXy9UDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZjsTjHFIAzs/S220/blogpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19664908.post-114088301575496490</id><published>2006-02-25T10:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-25T13:08:50.743-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Breast Wishes for Ted</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/1600/DSC02468.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/DSC02468.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ted: Okay, everyone, listen up! No personal photos, one CD is to be signed per person, and there's alotta people so please don't hold the line up for everyone else, okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fans: Aaaaaaawwwwwwww!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ted: Also, no jumping the line, no jumping the rope, no jumping the Lovehammers! :thinks: please let this go off without a hitch or a punch to my face&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/Ted.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hot Chick: OH MY GAWD I FUCKING LOVE YOU!!! Will you please sign these? :pulls down shirt: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ted: :thinks: Oh good lord. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;After Meet &amp; Greet:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/DSC02472.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ted: :starts giggling:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marty: Ted, dude, are you okay?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ted: :giggling: Did...did you...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marty: Did I what?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ted: :whispers: Did you see the breasts on that one lady? I mean...my gawd, were they even real?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lovehammers: :burst into laughter:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marty: Yeah, man, we did.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bobby: And yeah, they were real.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Billy: And congrats, dude, you're officially one of us.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dino: Haha...did you see those breasts? How could you not? HAHAHA!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;-- This was written in honor of Ted. Yeah, he can be a hard ass, but he's got a tough job...Hope you got alotta sneak peaks at some fabulous breasts while on tour, man! -- Tooks ;-)&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/tedsmile.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19664908-114088301575496490?l=rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/feeds/114088301575496490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19664908&amp;postID=114088301575496490' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114088301575496490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114088301575496490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/2006/02/breast-wishes-for-ted.html' title='Breast Wishes for Ted'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939270656808221365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHKVwschtkk/StkiOXy9UDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZjsTjHFIAzs/S220/blogpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19664908.post-114075269975269636</id><published>2006-02-23T22:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T22:44:59.766-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Greeting the Chicago Way - A Slightly Morbid PicFic by A86</title><content type='html'>The last night at the mansion...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/looky.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;JD: Hey guys, this is our last night, so can I ask you something?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;MiG: Sure JD.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;JD: Will you guys go to the ends of th--&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marty &amp; MiG: NO!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Later that night...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;JD: Hey MiG...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;MiG: What is it?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;JD: Why is Marty always flipping me the bird? He does that a lot...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;MiG (frowns): You mean he didn't tell you?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;JD (gets excited): Didn't tell me what MiG?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;MiG: He's not flipping you off! That's the traditional Chicagoan form of greeting!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;JD (big eyes): Really??&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;MiG (feigning seriousness): Oh yes. You should definitely try it next time you're over there.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;JD: Thanks MiG!^^&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A week later...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/oranges.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Newscaster: Yesterday, Mr. JD Fortune, the new lead singer of INXS was brutally murdered by an enraged mob in the streets of Chicago.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marty: Damn...what did he do?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Newscaster: Eye witnesses claim that Mr. Fortune was flipping off everyone he saw while grinning merrily. As he was engulfed by the mob, he reportedly screamed "I was just saying hello!!!!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;MiG: Oh...crap...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marty: What?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;MiG: I didn't think he would believe me...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marty: MiG? What did you tell him?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;MiG: I told him that you flipping the bird was the customary Chicagoan greeting. I didn't think he would actually DO it!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marty: Dammit MiG! You KNOW how gullible that boy is! Now what?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;MiG: I dunno. Orange?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marty: Sure.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Newscaster: That was the elebben o'clock news. Good night.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(MiG &amp; Marty both freeze and stare at the TV set in horror)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marty: Did that just say what I think it did?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;MiG: Couldn't have...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Both: Nah…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;This was done entirely by Ayesa86 on the Mc.org board and she was gracious enough to give me permission to post it here...Give her some love guys!!!  Tooks ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19664908-114075269975269636?l=rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/feeds/114075269975269636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19664908&amp;postID=114075269975269636' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114075269975269636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114075269975269636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/2006/02/greeting-chicago-way-slightly-morbid.html' title='Greeting the Chicago Way - A Slightly Morbid PicFic by A86'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939270656808221365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHKVwschtkk/StkiOXy9UDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZjsTjHFIAzs/S220/blogpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19664908.post-114072291255253600</id><published>2006-02-23T14:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T14:28:32.566-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Testing, testing! F-YOU!</title><content type='html'>Having some gliches...just trying something...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/Marty%20F%20U.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Come on, you muthafucka...WORK!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19664908-114072291255253600?l=rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/feeds/114072291255253600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19664908&amp;postID=114072291255253600' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114072291255253600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114072291255253600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/2006/02/testing-testing-f-you.html' title='Testing, testing! F-YOU!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939270656808221365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHKVwschtkk/StkiOXy9UDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZjsTjHFIAzs/S220/blogpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19664908.post-114065768843017327</id><published>2006-02-22T20:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T20:21:28.443-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sound Check Sick - Domino's First PicFic!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/1600/MC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/MC.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Guys, we gotta do a sound check again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/D2K.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Aw man! What now? &lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/MC2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Get this. JD got sick all over the electrical system. SHorted everything!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/BKlaugh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ah haha! Freakin' loser.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/JD.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;*moans*  Man, I shouldn't have eaten all those shrimp.  *gurgle*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;This was supplied entirely by Domino...only the title is mine ;-) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Thanks Domino!  I love it!!! -- Hope ya do some more for me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19664908-114065768843017327?l=rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/feeds/114065768843017327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19664908&amp;postID=114065768843017327' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114065768843017327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114065768843017327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/2006/02/sound-check-sick-dominos-first-picfic.html' title='Sound Check Sick - Domino&apos;s First PicFic!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939270656808221365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHKVwschtkk/StkiOXy9UDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZjsTjHFIAzs/S220/blogpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19664908.post-114049426224164964</id><published>2006-02-20T22:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T22:57:42.326-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Crazy(4Marty)ness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/1600/10-36.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/10-36.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Marty: Really? Ladies? Back-stage? For me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JD: Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marty: Not for you? ...But for me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JD: ...Yeah :whispers: Ya lousy son of a...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marty: I gotta check this out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/devilishmarty.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marty: WOW! Look at all of them! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;JD: Yeah, yeah, yeah... :begins to hatch devious plot:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/11-62.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marty: Ahhh! JD, what fuck are you doin'?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;JD: Hey, look everyone, Marty's gay!!! Hey, all you chicks, Marty's gay...now ya hafta sleep with me instead!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ladies: Naaaah....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lady #1: Actually you're the one that looks gay, Marty just looks terrified!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;JD: Son of a bitch!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Later Marty retells the harrowing tale to some eager fans...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/cw15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Marty: Then JD grabbed me with this crazed look in his eyes...I really though he was gonna start frenchin' me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Fan #1: Did he have that marker in his hand?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Marty: What? Oh, no, but I'm gonna sign this after the story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Fan #1: Ooooh...can I have it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Marty: Sure!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;This PicFic was based of a series of pictures Crazy4Marty posted for me at the PicFics thread at the lovehammers.com board - feel free to do the same!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19664908-114049426224164964?l=rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/feeds/114049426224164964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19664908&amp;postID=114049426224164964' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114049426224164964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114049426224164964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/2006/02/random-crazy4martyness.html' title='Random Crazy(4Marty)ness'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939270656808221365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHKVwschtkk/StkiOXy9UDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZjsTjHFIAzs/S220/blogpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19664908.post-114028172725506809</id><published>2006-02-18T11:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T11:55:27.276-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Tour So Far for Dino K</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/1600/ADB-35%20-%20MC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/ADB-35%20-%20MC.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dino: :thinks: Just one more song and I can go take a piss....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Audience: Encore encore!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dino: :thinks: Oh, for fuck's sake!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/1600/oak36%20-%20MC.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/oak36%20-%20MC.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bobby: Oh my gawd, man, what the fuck are you doin'?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dino: What? I'm drinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bobby: From JD's cup!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dino: :spits: Aw, nasty!!! JDork cooties!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bobby: Man, this is just not your month. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/virg22%20-%20MC.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dino: :thinks: Note to self: Self, do not drink a bottle of Jack Daniels' worth of Jack &amp;amp; Cokes the night before a promo-gig.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19664908-114028172725506809?l=rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/feeds/114028172725506809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19664908&amp;postID=114028172725506809' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114028172725506809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114028172725506809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/2006/02/tour-so-far-for-dino-k.html' title='The Tour So Far for Dino K'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939270656808221365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHKVwschtkk/StkiOXy9UDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZjsTjHFIAzs/S220/blogpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19664908.post-114024169845425442</id><published>2006-02-18T00:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T00:54:57.723-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hobbit Hair Montage - by AngelShadow</title><content type='html'>Ok I was thinking about doing this for a while and I was cracking up all day about it too. Here it is Ladies and Gentlemen The Hobbit Hair Montage:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First lets take a look at some Hobbit Hairstyles shall we? (too bad if you said no I'm gonna do it anyways) &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/Happyhobbits.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for the Billy comparison: &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/BillySillyface.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More Hobbits: &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/hobbits1.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More Billy: &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/BillyinToronto.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perigrin Took: &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/second-breakfast.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Billy Sawilchik: &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/BillyCBGBs1.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Finally The picture that started it alll: Presenting Mr. Will E. Longrod &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/LaughingHobbithair.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the Hobbit comarison: &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/Laughinghobbits.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To conclude this post I would like to say I hope you had a laugh. No I am not saying that Billy is a Hobbit but It is amusing how much he seems to look like one at times. Though he does seem to have that mischievousness that Hobbits always have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also Billy, dont take offence to this it was done out of love and the fact that it is so cute. Dont cut your hair You are absolutely Perfect the way you are!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19664908-114024169845425442?l=rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/feeds/114024169845425442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19664908&amp;postID=114024169845425442' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114024169845425442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114024169845425442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/2006/02/hobbit-hair-montage-by-angelshadow_18.html' title='Hobbit Hair Montage - by AngelShadow'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939270656808221365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHKVwschtkk/StkiOXy9UDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZjsTjHFIAzs/S220/blogpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19664908.post-114006847342970478</id><published>2006-02-16T00:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T00:41:13.450-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Tour So Far For Billy S</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;This one goes out to AngelShadow...cause she requested it, it came early (or right on time, lol)!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/1600/billyIMP.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/billyIMP.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Billy: I've got your pen, I've got your pen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marty: Dude, they're fans, not puppy dogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JD: Hey, give that back!!! Waaaahhh!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marty: Oh, never mind... :chuckles: &lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/joes12%20-%20MC.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Billy: :thinks: Damn it Marty, I know the ladies love the low-riders, but there's a limit of how much of your ass I can take per show!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/virg29%20-%20MC.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Billy: Oh!  Panties!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;AngelShadow: I LOVE YOU BILLY!!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Billy: I love you too, baby!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19664908-114006847342970478?l=rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/feeds/114006847342970478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19664908&amp;postID=114006847342970478' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114006847342970478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/114006847342970478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/2006/02/tour-so-far-for-billy-s.html' title='The Tour So Far For Billy S'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939270656808221365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHKVwschtkk/StkiOXy9UDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZjsTjHFIAzs/S220/blogpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19664908.post-113997694366833297</id><published>2006-02-14T23:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T23:15:43.686-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Tour So Far For Bobby K</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;So, I figured I'd give each Lovehammer guy there own spotlight for awhile...This is Bobby's experiences! (As I imagine them, of course, lol.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/1600/bobbyM&amp;G.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/bobbyM%26G.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bobby: :thinking: Ooooh....hot chick, HOT CHICK!!! Please have her let me sign her boobs, please let me have her sign her boobs!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hot Chick: OH MY GAWD I FUCKING LOVE YOU!!! Will you please sign these? :pulls down shirt:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bobby: Sure. :thinks: Thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/viper37.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bobby: Heh heh...heh heh. Man, I am so high right now, I have no idea what's goin on...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Billy: What the hell'd you do man?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bobby: I was just breathing in the fumes from this bag...I think there was a busted freon can in it or something...heh heh&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Billy: Oh, for fuck' sake!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/bobby4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bobby: Well, hellooooo ladies!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ladies: Ahhhhhhh ah ah ahhhhhhhh!!!!  :show their breasts and offer him "the night of his life":&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bobby: :thinking: Gawd I love this tour!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;-- Most, if not all of these pics have been used with the permission of their taker, Jezza (from the LH board)...I'm not sure about the last one 'cause I've had it for so long; if it's yours and you don't want me to use it please let me know. -- Tooks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19664908-113997694366833297?l=rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/feeds/113997694366833297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19664908&amp;postID=113997694366833297' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/113997694366833297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/113997694366833297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/2006/02/tour-so-far-for-bobby-k.html' title='The Tour So Far For Bobby K'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939270656808221365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHKVwschtkk/StkiOXy9UDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZjsTjHFIAzs/S220/blogpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19664908.post-113946283325117446</id><published>2006-02-08T23:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T00:28:41.626-05:00</updated><title type='text'>From the Dazed Recollection of the Tour</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/1600/v-arrive30.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/v-arrive30.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dino: Thank gawd those security guys didn't find all those tiny liquor bottles in their search for drugs, huh guys?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Billy: Dude, I really don't think they'd have cared about the liquor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/1600/P1010032b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/P1010032b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Marty: :laughing: Does this mean I'm married to the Sisterhood? Hey, this is still warm! Oooh that is so fuckin' hot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/1600/dan2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/dan2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Billy: Holy shit, Marty, what the fuck is that?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marty: That's a camera...Christ, man, how much have you been drinkin'?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/1600/viper4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/viper4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bobby: Heh heh, hey look...I'm playing a drumstick like a flute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dino: Dude, there's no sound coming outta that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bobby: Well, duh, I'm miming it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/viper_wow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ladies: Aaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marty: Ladies, this isn't a sex show!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tooks: Oh, but it'd be great if it turned into one at Boston's The Wang! Boys, it'll be my 23rd birthday 2 weeks from the day of the concert...how would you like to make me the happiest 23 year old in the world? ; - )&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19664908-113946283325117446?l=rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/feeds/113946283325117446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19664908&amp;postID=113946283325117446' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/113946283325117446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/113946283325117446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/2006/02/from-dazed-recollection-of-tour.html' title='From the Dazed Recollection of the Tour'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939270656808221365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHKVwschtkk/StkiOXy9UDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZjsTjHFIAzs/S220/blogpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19664908.post-113834190206110731</id><published>2006-01-27T00:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-27T01:05:02.136-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Letter Home...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/1600/Martywriting.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/Martywriting.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dear Mom,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tour is going really really well so far...we've been incredibly busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/TZ200125191946513.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But thankfully the guys have been relatively mature and have refraned from playing pranks on each other.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/static.jpg" border="0" /&gt;(Dino: :amid suppressed laughter: &lt;em&gt;Yeah, Marty, your hair looks killer...that ballon Billy rubbed on your head had &lt;strong&gt;no&lt;/strong&gt; effect whatsoever.&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And, despite a rocky start they've been getting along really well with JD and all the INXS guys.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/jd_collapses.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(&lt;em&gt;JD: :thinks: Can't take them anymore...&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The fans have been great, I'm really shocked at the shear amount of people that know and dig us in every city!&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/LovehammersBlue.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bobby really seems to be enjoying the female fans most of all!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/cap006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I hope to write to you again soon, Mom...like I said, very busy. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/Dozing%20Marty.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Give my love to everyone back home...the guys ask that you do the same for them!!! See you again soon! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Your Son, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marty Casey&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19664908-113834190206110731?l=rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/feeds/113834190206110731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19664908&amp;postID=113834190206110731' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/113834190206110731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/113834190206110731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/2006/01/letter-home.html' title='Letter Home...'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939270656808221365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHKVwschtkk/StkiOXy9UDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZjsTjHFIAzs/S220/blogpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19664908.post-113808215618612686</id><published>2006-01-24T00:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T14:07:08.103-05:00</updated><title type='text'>JD Be Trippin' !</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/11aa016874.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; JD: Do do do...Come on, Marty, come on...Just a few more steps and the tour'll be mine, all mine!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/7c6a7c03.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marty: Does he honestly think I'm not gonna see him sittin' there? That I can't simply step around his foot? :sighs: Well...I guess I could pretend...&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/marty43.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marty: Owww...owwww...I tripped!!! Ow, I think my leg is broken...how will I ever go on?!?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;JD: Success!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/2061727996.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;JD: I did it! I did it!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Gary: Wow, I didn't think you had it in you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tim: Good job, JD! Now we won't have to worry about Marty and the rest of his band showing us up at every concert!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Gary: ...Ah, crap!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tim: What?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Gary: Look!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/515/1951/320/d385a9ee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marty: Are you mothafuckas ready to rock!?!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Crowd: Woooooooooohoooooooooooo!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marty: Uuuuuuuuultrasound....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Crowd: :random clapping and screams of joy:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;JD: Goddamnit!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19664908-113808215618612686?l=rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/feeds/113808215618612686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19664908&amp;postID=113808215618612686' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/113808215618612686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19664908/posts/default/113808215618612686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockstarpicfics.blogspot.com/2006/01/jd-be-trippin.html' title='JD Be Trippin&apos; !'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939270656808221365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHKVwschtkk/StkiOXy9UDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZjsTjHFIAzs/S220/blogpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
