
Well, it’s not exactly what you could call “caged heat,” especially if you do a Google search, but it certainly makes one think … about what, I’m not sure, but if it’s anything of a fetishistic sort then I sternly suggest you look into some kind of personal therapy. I would possibly go so far as to make some sort of sausage casing crack, but that would be very unfair to Wolfie here seeing as Jeff Tremaine all but physically forced him into the cage. Actually, we kind of did have to physically force him into the cage as the door was not so big and Wolfie not so limber. And maybe that’s why he looks so scared here? But I swear we’re not bad people.
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Normally I’m not one to toot my own horn, but since it’s Sunday I’m happy to present an extra-special huge edition of Last Call from the night of my big book launch party for The Disposable Skateboard Bible. You know, because it’s all biblical and shit. Actually it’s not. It may be designed to look like an olde King James religious paperweight, but the content itself is anything but—unless you’re a skateboarder, that is, in which case the boards are held on a much more holier than thou plane. Anyway, here are few of the faces that turned out for the free Effen vodka on Thursday, September 10th, at the HUF store in Los Angeles, CA.