windfall.

your organization.
via.

boar escape!
via.

the juggernaut.

high-concept.

lost, part 1.
(some part of summertime just demands the lost boyz)

lost, pt 2.

lost, pt 3.

lost, pt. 4

we inhabit our own cliches.

lost, pt. 5

lost, pt. 6

lost to bone link.

i told you, we in the studio.

bones.

your base.

99% of your fans wear high-heels.
hip hop needs more beef.

two gats.

i'll be the minute, you be the hour.

hip hop videos don't get money like this anymore.

pledge allegiance.

jesusfuckingchrist, guatemala.
via the government of guatemala flickr stream.

class is back in.

blue represents photographs locations taken by tourists to Toronto, red represents photograph locations taken by Toronto residents.
via.

dear south africa: you host a joyously unifying international tournament but your legacy will be the constant broadcast of an axe-spliting migraine to the world. enough with the fucking vuvuzela. filter it out already.

wife.

top hat to top kill to dirty shot for gushers and oozers.

don't let it go to your head.

your move.
(high-concept)

jazz shoe is the new couture.

best values in towns.

it is what it is.

there are no losers.

shore leave.

summer.

summertime.
computers off.

nh.

tumblers, pumpers.

power.
(where everything from the sapporo commercial to the new kanye video is coming from)

more prince than prince.

mo bel.

dc.

why i love roger ebert.

typographical remix.

trap rock.

the old yellow.

you deserve to lose, face-kicking uruguay.

your water.

facepalm.

candygram.

and go find the uncensored version, which is, unsurprisingly, much better.