The unofficial larb eatery

From Ghetto to Gourmet, from Pabst to Perignon, EatFiend is where you will find pictures of food, skateboarding, the ways of the Almighty Larb and drunken ramblings about pictures of food.

Tuesday, August 23, 2016

Mandatory Bloggery- Another Poker Night July 3rd, 2016

WELCOME BACK EVERYBODY!
It's been a busy couple of weeks. Lets try to hammer this one out shall wee?
Everybody loves a good poker shit show...
From the alley...
To the ramp. Stinky is always on the next level.
BornRetard shows up and declares that "I'm not that wasted." Then he barfs in the alley.
Things were shaping up to be a blast!
Glasses on.
Daniel Drayne took a few minutes off from brewing to bullshit with us.
Back into the alley for Stinky. He just kept going back and forth.
From slime to filth.
WormTits was killing it.
Piech was ready to drink all of these beers.
Goals.
The agony of defeat.
Fortunately the tides were in his favor.
Then Stinky went back to being passed out.
His shirt was killing it, his face not so much.
That's better.
Winner winner chicken dinner.
Time to get weird.
No holds barred.
Showing off how much crap his beard can hold.
Beautiful human being right there.

For a man that hates to have hi picture taken he sure was being a good sport.
Nom nom nom...
Piechy-poo!
The bub was chilly so I hooked him up.
This fucking guy...
He may have gotten the drop on me this time...
Next morning aftermath.
One more for Donald.

These photos were all taken on the 3rd of July 2016.
Yep, that's how far behind on content I am.
'Til next blog...

-EATFIEND-

Thursday, August 4, 2016

Mandatory Bloggery- Petco Park Lurking and Ribs

RANDOM DAY IN S.D. WITH DONALD GATELY.
Then again, every day is a random day...
Special Needs Nans. 'Nuff said.
Eat the meat.
KingBaby and a meat pile.
My babe is sauced. Judas Priest forever.

Turbo Lover
Butterface with the camp vibes. Solar panels, blanket and shade. 
What else does a man need?
Wizard Retreat 2016 blog coming soon.
Ye olde Bronx. Been coming here forever.
Going to a Padre game is alot like going through airport security these days. 
Slow and very inefficient.
It's got a nice view though.
Splurging on $11 beers. Atleast I don't feel bad for sneaking a flask inside. This place will bleed ya dry.
Don't even really remember who they were playing.
Cheers!
Pizza drop in. Drunk drop in.
We wandered off a bit early. As is tradition.
Straight to the Chee Chee.
Pool time.
After we left the bar a hot shot rookie cop started shining his lights on us.
Then he got out of his squad car and started to approach us in an aggressive manner. Naturally I started taking photots. Then he gets back into his car and drives off.
Must have been two other guys he was after.
We were just minding our own business.
Drunk lives matter.
Meow.
Ledge I broke my finger on.
Drunk noodle surprise.
I mowed it down. Not sure why I needed a bread knife.
Burn baby burn.
Rubbing my meat.

Skating gets me hyped!
Mandatory BBQ.
Love me that summer time cookin'!
I was in heaven.
Act accordingly.

-EATFIEND-