whoismc: THE VAULT OF DEPRESSION

This Mornin after returning from seven back to back nights in vicco of Booze

swillin, partyin on like it was fuckin 1999 i strolled into the office .. feelin shit , like i needed to be dragged out the back , held down and hosed off with the firehouse at the back of the building cause my pores wreaked of stinky booze that was tryin to escape this peice of shit of a bodyASAP . The kind of stench that usually comes from some bum kickin with a trolly around cooly park.

Our admin girl reaches from behind her desk and tells me she found the weirdest thing and pulls out this ripped express post bag that looked a little worse for wear. I dunno where it came from but it had these old pics i took a few years ago when i was no 9-5 workin kid.. Just a travelin broke son of a bitch with not a care in the world... My favourite one for some shitty reason wouldn't scan , it was a black and white print i shot on a olympus penn half frame film camera from the mid sixties of my friend chucky G in new york and the paper stand the day they caught Sadam husien. The paper says on it "WE CAUGHT THE BUM". When that pic finally scans i'll put it up here .... kinda dig the fact one of the worlds most fucked up and most powerful leaders of the 20th centuary who tortured millions of people in iraq was on the run and when they found him he was hiding in a hole with this cool as fuck beard lookin like a sack of shit... Who woulda thought..

So here's a few pics i found in this ripped bag thismorning..

My Sadam Pic is on it's Way..