Boyfriend/Son Again

I realize that videos of this guy might not be that entertaining. He doesn't sing or dance and the stench that comes off of him doesn't transfer well across a visual medium such as video. But notice how this guy almost never shuts up. He goes to tell you one thing, and he goes on, and on, and on. And does he have another shirt besides that grey one? I don't know if I've even seen him where anything else.

My favorite part is near the :59 mark.

Boyfriend/ Son Returns

I was coming back from lunch the other day, and couldn't help but see Boyfriend/ Son flying down the road on his bicycle. I wasn't sure if I would see him again, so I literally pulled over to the side of the road so I could wait for him to catch back up to my vehicle. Then I snapped the following picture.



But luckily, he did turn up in shop. However, this time he came alone. I guess he left the bra-less Lady Crack Rock at home.



I was able to get more video of him. Watch as he smells his sweaty money and later nearly picks or blows his nose into his hand. That hair and those teeth, you'll just have to see for yourself.





WTF had he been eating on his way over here? Doesn't look to sanitary.

Lady Crack Rock: The Sexy Beast

Lady Crack Rock finally returned and today she brought a very sexy treat - NO BRA! Nothing like a sexy saggy set of hooters without a bra to really cool your joystick down. I know chronic rapist who would take a pass on this grenade. I'm just not sure that the juice is worth the squeeze.






I was able to get a video of Boyfriend/son. The question I have, is does this guy really have to f*** Lady Crack Rock? Actually, after watching the video I wonder, does Lady Crack Rock really have to f*** this guy?



Now, this video is only a fragment of the conversation that was taking place. This guy isn't Rooster, where can practically build a WB studio in front of his face and Rooster would still have zero idea that I was filming him. Boyfriend/Son looks the paranoid type that would catch on really easy to a camera being in his face. So, I shot this video from about 50 feet away with about six other people in the room. I've cut the video in a manner that excludes the other people and even mutes a few sound bites that I captured.

Lady Crack Rock Forever

Lady Crack Rock and boyfriend/son prove to be our most valuable customers. The stopped back in looking for a vehicle that can pass inspection and make multiple trips around town to sell crack with.

Murna, a.k.a. Lady Crack Rock, doesn't look to happy. Sorry, Murna. We don't sell drugs here but if you go out back you might be able to find a used pair of dentures for that mug.

I think that trunk is big enough to fit a few children in.

Damn, Murna. You're breaking the camera.

Lady Crack Rock Returns

Lady Crack Rock returns and this time she brought a few friends! We always love having repeat characters on this site and Lady Crack Rock has been kind enough to introduce us to a few new characters, just like a good movie sequel should. We'll get to them in a minute, but first, let us not forget our main protagonist. Lady Crack Rock.

In this first picture, you can see that smokin' crack was a little more important that making sure her dress wasn't caught in the door. Oh, and the handicap sticker is an added bonus.


Lady Crack Rock.

Remember those bitter beer face commercials? Well, so does she.

This is her Boyfriend, or son, or maybe both. Who the hell knows. But as you can guess this guy is a true number all on his own.

This is another wonderful addition to our website, Crack Head Bob. I guess he stops by pretty often and hopefully when can get some more coverage or him. Here is trying to borrow a crack pipe from Lady Crack Rock and her boyfriend/son.

Later, Crack Head Bob shows us his sportin' shopping cart. As comfortable as it seems I don't think the color matches his gyms shorts over his jeans look. He must still be morning over Michael Jackson death being that he only wears one glove at a time. The water heater isn't his but he wanted it to be and was hoping he could sell it away as his and collect money from some food (aka drugs). Before he took off I saw this guy pick up an old cigarette butt from the ground and lit it up like it was his own.

Well, the fun can't last forever. Lady Crack Rock walks away into the sunset with her pouch named Budweiser (literally, the dogs name is Budweiser). So, I wonder is the cats name Natural Ice?

Will Lady Crack Rock ever return? And what adventures will she bring with her next time?