We are emo because we FAG OUT!



Are you emo enough?























So David, Tarik, and I decided we were hungry and we wanted to eat Mexican. Then we thought, "Why settle for eating Mexican when you can take your camera out with you and take pictures of emo poses?!"


We began our adventure by settling into the emo mode, like so.





We then proceeded to hop in the Emobile and head to our eating place. I caught a shot of Tarik car-fagging.





Then, Tarik said he was straight. This was my reaction.





Tarik was trying to sneak up on David and rape him outside of Wholly Guacamole, but I warned him just in time.





While waiting for our table, we were very, very sad that it was taking so long.





We got our table and ran into Kelsey, Emily, and...some other girl. David was not pleased.





I asked David what he thought of his food, and this was his response.





Then I asked him if he was emo, and he replied...





We ran into our good, emo friend, Miss Andria Crook, who was working that night. We told her to make an emo face, but she said they don't let her be emo on duty. We had to settle.





Leaving Wholly Guacamole, David and Tarik joked amongst themselves.





Next, we needed a really emo spot to take some more pictures. What better place than in the median of two highways?





This is when Tarik was trying to tell David how his life was like a star...





"Look at us...we're so sad because we're standing in between two highways and it's cold."











We thought it might be emo to like, stand on the rail of the median while cars drove by on the highway and honked at us.





Tarik was too scared to try, and resorted to making this picture non-emo.





David and Tarik wanted to cry underneath the overpass.





Then I did too.





Following our highway adventures, we made our next destination at the sister of Andria's house to pick her up since she was emo, and we needed an emo girl. When we got there, we ran into her older sister painting a picture.





We took this emo girl, named Suraya, back to my place so she could slave over us and take pictures of us while we fagged out. We would like to thank the lovely Suraya for taking the time out of her night to help us with our fagout.







David did not hesitate to steal a glance at her ass.












Then, the fagout began. Keep in mind that the LIGHTS ARE OFF this entire time, so we couldn't see what was going on. We could only feel around in the darkness. It looks like the lights are on because of the flash of the camera. The songs we chose to fag to were:

The Mars Volta: Son Et Lumiere
The Mars Volta: Inertiatic ESP
Radiohead: Paranoid Android






















































Note my jump. I got air. I got into it.









I don't know what the hell happened here. I was fagging, then I felt Tarik come up behind me and try to pull my pants down. Needless to say, I fended him off.















And of course, we ended with a bang.





We finished by going out and buying ourselves some well-deserved Vanilla Frappuccinos, and returned to the basement to drink them down and contemplate our day.

Dax Out