Hush up your face.

First friday of every month, the residents of the Hush Hush House throw a little shindig. Tyler and Michael (Young Americans) play jams that keep the feet shufflin and the asses twitchin, and whoevers not on the dance floor is milling around smoking, drinking, and trying to make new bedfriends. So we stopped by to slap some skins and drink some beers, and maybe look up a couple skirts. Ya, know..kinda not really.


DEANPORVIDA asking himself who the fuck are all these people, cause thats something he would ask.

Richard L. Fine looking for anything.

A couple of YOUNG AMERICANS

Ghost Dad....not the movie....the book.

Half man, half giraffe, all amazing.

Steven Segal getting rubbed up all kinds of awesome.

Not a surprising sight at all.

Grab Yo Crotch son.

Lil' Kelsey getting crazy. I said CRAZY.


Kelsey and Ali getting blown on.

Use your instincts!

Listen to Bobby McFerrin.


Ya, pretty white-trash. I must admit.

Straight man-love is ok.

At least this was playing in the corner!

The guy in the bandana was not liking Dean, or any of us....he couldnt do a wheelie.

Dean kept trying to get this guy to do a wheelie, but he wouldn't, and he was being a dick about it....this only fueled Deans fire. HA.

Just do a FUCKING wheelie...

The guy never did the wheelie....and Dean wasnt happy about it....he needed some alone time.

Funny faces.

So the night was done and we headed home, just in time to see Adam who is oh so sick heading to grab something from the 711...wearing things he threw on real quick. This was my favorite part of the outfit.


And that was that.