To Darrin Hudson

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I think everyone had a "Darrin Hudson" in their lives. Darrin Hudson was in my high school, back in Marlboro, NJ. You know, that person that you had to one-up all the time. Didn't matter what it was: Gear, hair, grades, sports, whatever...it was ON. Well for Darrin and I...it was kicks. Plain and simple. Oddly enough, in a school with over 1000 kids, me and him were the only 2 really into sneakers back then. This is my blog dedicated to Darrin. This is to tell Darrin that I'm still out there, and if he wants to battle, here it is son!! Bring it!! I've since lost touch with Darrin, but thanks to him, you all get to check out the kicks I have amassed over the years. So it is here, that I will archive every pair of shoes I own. It’ll include detailed photos, a grading system, a little tidbit behind each one and every single one will be available for purchase. (Simply POST A COMMENT with your offer). Some other little goodies sprinkled throughout also. Even if I updated a different shoe every week, it would take me about 3 years to complete this project. So sit back and enjoy! The project begins January 1st, 2006...

Thursday, January 19, 2006

BLOWFISH SPERM.

Yes I ate more sperm tonight than any man (or woman) should be digesting. Blowfish (or Fugu) is a rare delicacy in Japan. As most of you know (from that Simpsons episode no doubt), it takes a trained expert to prepare Blowfish properly. Under normal conditions, there is about a 20% chance that you can die a quick death by eating Blowfish. All that makes for a fun evening in Hiroshi's mind. So we went to this underground spot where they only serve Blowfish and every single imaginable part of the fish...including the...ahem...sperm. Mike Ikeda from Levi's/Fenom was there as well as fellow Honeyee blogger, Hironori. Kinda weird to have 3 bloggers eating together. Are we all gonna post the same thing?


Hironori and HF savoring the blowfish sperm.




If you don't hear from me by the end of the week...it means I am dead and it's all this chef's fault.




Mike's turn for some oral spermicidal goodness.




After dinner, HF gave me a ride back home...the big question: Do we out run em (in the Ferrari) or run over em (in the AMG G-Wagon)? We went with the G-G-G-G-G-G-Wagon.

4 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

Jeff-
What's good.
Just randomly found a link to your blog somewhere, good shit, I like
a lot of the things you have to say.

To be honest with you, I have had a bad taste in my mouth for the
past few years about staple design, but after reading your blog and
seeing you speak on the airmax promo, my views have changed.

I have realized that hate and beef gets you nowhere in life, and that
the energy wasted can be used in better ways... too many people these
days waste their time talking shit.

Just sharing my thoughts, from one creative to another.

Keep doing your thing.

1/19/2006 11:22 AM  
Blogger Randy Loveland said...

blowfish bukkake bonanza blog!

ain't no shame in eatin' a little sperm, son. especially if the dude drives those rides.

xoR

1/19/2006 3:00 PM  
Blogger s.dot said...

lol!!!!

1/20/2006 12:29 AM  
Anonymous Tim Keleher said...

I fucking love that simpsons episode..."Fan-fugu-tastic", "FUGU me", funny, funny shit.

1/21/2006 3:50 PM  

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