They're everywhere. Bars, grocery stores, churches. No matter the time, no matter place. And the moment you finally thought it was safe to leave the house, there they were. This time, let 'em have it. This time, let the world know who they really are...on The Creepbook.
Showing posts with label Milwaukee. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Milwaukee. Show all posts

Wednesday, October 28, 2009

Father & Son Time

Nothing says "father & son male bonding" like celebrating America's pastime--a night of drinking and a baseball game--unless, of course, it's capped off with a pit stop to the strip club off of the highway on the way home. It was cool and all, but I should never have to end a lap dance by asking the stripper to wait for me so I can go ask my Dad for money to pay for it. Thanks for the memories, Dad.

Milwaukee, WI

Thursday, September 24, 2009

Gray Dance Pants

You had the biggest camel toe I have ever seen. Though slightly amusing, it would've helped if you weren't pushing 200.

Milwaukee, WI

Sunday, September 20, 2009

Shorts on a Boat

Stop wearing athletic shorts without underwear when you go swimming. When you get out of the water everyone can see the outline of your dick because they're suctioned to your thigh. I'm telling you this for your sake, I swear.

Milwaukee, WI