

From one sensual beast to another, JxPx Blackmon gets a courtesy reach-around.
Uh, yeah. So the other day when I said I’d saved the best for last … well … I was kinda talking out of my ass. I was sitting poolside, I was comfortably numb with a Vicodin I’d taken for some errant lower back pain, and I was staring at a photo of wigged-out Rick Kosick standing in the jungles of Brazil. So if I’ve failed to live up the expectations previously set, I apologize. No, wait, I don’t. I have nothing to feel sorry about. I love small, cute, furry animals—hells no, not in the petophilia way—and I bet you do, too. So here’s the lovable little kinkajou being accosted by various members of the Wildboyz crew in Costa Rica circa 2003.

Sleepy Guch attempts to put a sleeper hold on the wily kinkajou.

Here’s a kinky jew for you: Dimitry Elyashkevich gets all dental on the kinkajou.

Sweaty though he may be, Rick Kosick is a smooth operator and he managed to dial in this kinkajou’s number with no problem at all.

Jeff Tremaine’s no dummy. He knows that if you give the kinkajou an inch he’s gonna rip a mile of skin off your face with those claws…

…and here’s the proof. It was only a matter of time and people before the seemingly harmless kinkajou showed its true killing face. Victim: Trip Taylor.