Stompface's glorious beard, in the words of a great man, "Well, the goal is to grow it so long that I don't need to wear pants anymore."
That's right everyone, BEARD PANTS! Move over Blanket Pants...
Spent another glorious night with the Bicycle Pirate, galavanting at The Basics gig, taking over their merchandise stand and explaining the joys of claymation to hungry buyers. Also drawing all over strangers arms, meeting strange bicycle riding men ( the pirate loved this one), making velvety friends in the bathroom (you can see part of one of their faces above), reinactments of wheel barrow events, Gob Bluth, hotel rooms, permanent markers, Fred Savage and throwing Hubba Bubba bubble tape across the streets.