instagran: life, love, old age and marlboro reds

If I could be any animal in the world, I would be Marsupilami. just think what you could do with that tail!

Mmmmm… meat. I love meat, me. I remember when I use to polish off a whole bison and use the ribs as toothpicks. flintstone’s stylee.

Cruelty to animals. ‘nuff said. stay in school kids.

Stupid dogs. let’s get a dog to perch on a bar, right? man’s best friend hey? women get diamonds, and a guy gets a dog. pah.

Aaahhhh… the joys of youth, purity and being a virgin late into my teens. this was my favourite of all my bed covers. nostalgia kills.

My friend ronnie, I told him to watch himself, keeps giving kids surprises in bags. worse, he bloody wears lipstick.

I know a guy who lives here, cuts hair. Bollywood style. true dat. his shop is called Bollywood style haircuts.

Doesn’t this look like a retro photo of a miniature city. legoland, watch yourself.

Downtown Copenhagen. sans little mermaids and vikings. bit ‘o blur.

Cool car. but the guy who drives it thinks the sun shines out of his arse. hole.

Shatter me timbers, it’s Copenhagen by rooftop; on a friday. we so excited. we so, we so excited. sing it girl!

A lonely bedroom.

I remember the days of being a student; lazing around, consuming illicit substances, funding that habit by turning tricks. all good fun.

Ahh, a beautiful view out into the ocean. I wish I had more money when I was younger, then Herb and I could’ve on more of these boring cruises.

An elegant pane of glass. That’s what those British peeps lack: elegance. They need to become more like the Frogs. Only less garlic.