Ezar's Day Out (accompanied by his parole officers)

Yes, we finally got photos of the elusive Ezar in his natural habitat. We did fun and stupid stuff as usual (like taking artwork photos with Van Gogh and Ezar showing off his twisted fingers..), and enjoyed every minute of it.

We went for lunch at Nando's, chatted about how each of us would react in life threatening situations, which i have to say, is pretty fucked up, cause Ezar would EAT you guys before you were even dead if it meant extending his survival chances!
Oh and for the record, he says that if the best way to eat a bug is to squish em first and then wash them clean by the riverbed. Then it'll taste like foie gras.

What THE?

:)

Sherry would rather eat cats than frogs. She also has a high chance of hijacking my parachute during a crash landing as well.
Brrrr...chilling to the bone Sherr. :)

And Naem would go down with a falling helicopter rather than take a parachute to save his life. He also says frogs taste like chicken. Bastard. You frog eating, cat skinning bastich. :)

I on the other hand, would obviously save my own arse every single time. Hohoho. Yes i am petty and selfish.

What? You mean to tell me you didn't know that about me...? :)

After a bout of "what you wouldn't save your own wife??" and "OMG you'd leave her lying on the bed if the building caught fire?", we moved on to a short tour of BV.

That's when we came across the amazing (well not THAT amazing) Van Gogh exhibit! It snaps your photos and produces a portrait of it, either charcoaled, pencilled or brushed. Whatever suits your fancy.

At first we wanted to squeeze the FOUR of us in it. Unfortunately, I almost filled up the whole booth all by myself. LOL. But Ezar, being the daring and fun loving bunny that he is, hopped in with me and started snapping photos. As you will see below. Once i've sorted out my server problems that is.

Photos up. If you want more. Do it yourself. OKAY?



Sherry and Me


Me and Ezar doing the Mug Shot.


Ezar doing the Mug shot all by his own.


Naem and Me


Me and Sherry again. I took this photo on my own..


Ezar's funny fingers.

Comments

Anonymous said…
You got that right MAAANNN...I'll go down with the chopper.And will alway be remembered if i did not survive..HohoHOHo.And if i did...I'll eat you as well in your sleep with Ezarvour.
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