Separated at birth?
Separated at birth?
Adam….how could you have hidden Karl from us all of these years? I knew of two brothers, but a twin is something sacred and to be shared. Nonetheless, after speaking with the beer guzzling, f-bomb dropping, Levi jean short wearing Karl, I understand why your mother got rid of him at birth.
Wow, I’m ready to drop an f-bomb myself after seeing this. Something about the shades, posture, head-shape, it’s all right on the money.
Comment by Stevo — June 2, 2010 @ 4:02 pm
Sorta reminds me of this doppelganger:
At least back when PKC was well into the 200 club.
Comment by Stevo — June 2, 2010 @ 4:12 pm
In the immortal words of Brian Griffin: “Fuck, you.”
Comment by Dusty — June 5, 2010 @ 1:38 pm
Well… Dawg has been looking at this picture for several weeks now.
Dawg’s thoughts… For what they are worth, and that’s generally a lot.
HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
He looks at it once a day and chuckles. Not just at how spot on it is, but at how pissed off Dusty is that it is so spot on and that others know it.
Dusty, dude… AAAAAAHAHAHAHAHA
Reminds Dawg of a drummer of a cover band he once saw. You guys know the one?
Comment by Rawdawg — June 15, 2010 @ 9:54 pm
Really? I don’t think it looks so much like our beloved Dusty.
On another note, what’s up with the fuckin’fence running through the middle of the grandstand? I love that place and IMS is one of the least fan friendly experiences I’ve ever had. Actually, dumb ass Yellow Shirts that will fall for about any excuse I give to let me in places I don’t have tickets for is prolly why I keep going back. I mean, really.
Look at that picture again. See those people sitting inside of Turn 3? That is a miserable experience for WATCHING A RACE. There’s not a decent pisser or shitter within a half a mile walk. It’s actually a crappy picnic/lounging experience, unless you compare it to, um, say Haiti. Standing on a slope for 4 hours is great for the lower back, though. And, sit in a chair and, well, you cannot sit in a chair on a slope and be comfortable–EVER! As for seeing the RACE, forget it. Sure you see some blurry shit with bright colors whiz by about every 40 seconds. And, who’s the leader? Really. They couldn’t pay me to sit down there. You should’ve heard the bitch I pitched when I went Opening Day this year and we ‘got’ parked in that hell hole. Clearly, I didn’t drive.
And another thing, trees. Really? Let’s plant/grow a bunch of trees that prevent paying customers from seeing the RACE. FUCKING BRILLIANT! Oh that’s right, IMS is trying to get the PGA to move The Masters to the Brickyard Crossing. Now I get it.
So, I don’t see much of a resemblance in Bungee’s ‘neighbor’ to councilor Warnke. I can understand if Karl pegged Wanker dead nuts on, though. How’d you like to enjoy the “500″ like a hog looking out his pen? Not bad I guess if you just stare blankly down the backstretch watching little colored dots getting real big and real loud and never turn your head. That fence shit would get real old, real fast.
Comment by Sprots — June 24, 2010 @ 3:28 pm