It's a bird! It's a plane! NOPE! It's Creepy McCreeperson's own personal remote control helicopter! This strapping commander pilot was spotted with his best friend, Air Hog, who was soaring through the skies of Ravenna Park in circles around homeboy's head. Ten bucks says he's a virgin, just saying.
Let me give you a little breakdown to further digest this photo. That arrow is pointing to his master ship (about the size of his Transformer action-figure) complete with flashing LED lights, an ice cream paint job and packing enough power to repel all women within a 5-mile radius! Damn, 5 miles! Being an old, creepy man you would think you would possess such skills as to navigate this air craft, no chance! Homeboy easily crashed this thing into the ground every ten seconds. A for effort!
Unfortunately, for him, his thing was so tiny (no not his THING, his helicopter! Although that's probably tiny as well) that to happy couples and dog dykes passing through Ravenna Park he appeared to be ... well, insane! Imagine strolling through the park with your dog and seeing THAT man staring at the sky and spinning in circles; not that flying a tiny helicopter in public is a better image for a
Homeboy looks like he's waiting to be taken back up to the Mother ship, but not before he has an upright seizure. After about
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