Bo Kenney had another killer party. Open bar, and as usual I was distracted by my beautiful friends. My ugly ones, too. Which isn’t necessarily a bad thing. Unless you’re one of those people hoping to see more pics of yourself on the internet.
Miss Me? I haven’t posted anything in two whole days. You people must be climbing the fucking walls. Especially those of you who have been waiting to see my photos from the AVN Expo.
I’m happy to inform you that your wait is officially over. And before you ask — Yes, I’m still working on the pictures from the parties. (These require a bit more effort, as I have to blur Tee-Reel’s cock out of every shot.)
I know what you’re thinking. “Thank-you Ray for being so gracious with your talent and time.” Just take it easy everybody, I have always loved the little people. (That’s you.)
I’m now thinking of jerking-off and going to bed.
Here are photos from some of the earlier AdultCon events.
Featured: Jelena Jensen, Bella Starr, Cherokee, Amber Rayne, Haley Paige, Charlie, Violet Blue, Ron Jeremy and Peter North
Max Hardcore threw a little shin-dig the other night. It was a Hawaiian Summer bash, where everybody gets to dress like douchebags and get drunk on mai tais.
What can I say about Max? You gotta love him. He’s a fucking nutjob. If you dig videos full of pissing, puking, misogyny, and [simulated] pedophilia, Max is your guy. If he were a D&D character, I would rate him lawful evil with chaotic tendencies. But I’m not a fucking nerd so never mind.
One thing I CAN say about the cowboy, however, is that he’s an extremely gracious host. The party was packed, yet he made sure to personally introduce himself and thank each and every person for coming down. Say what you will — that’s a class act. Making strangers feel welcome on a personal level like that takes balls. I don’t have fucking FRIENDS who do that shit. Yeah, maybe he was just trying to ‘get a read’ on the room. But maybe he was also being sincere. I dunno. Who cares, I bought it.
Max has this oddly refreshing purity to his fiendishness. Talk with him and you’ll understand what I mean. He has this wild west, gung-ho attitude that radiates a naive sort of confidence — as if he were completely unaware of the magnitude of his depravity. I’m guessing it’s his ghoulishly charming personality that has allowed him to slip-thru so many legal cracks. (Pun intended.) That, and maybe a pact with Satan.
Anyway, the room was cramped but the music was good — Lot’s of classic 80′s metal. The drinks were great and the eye candy was even better. Haley Paige, Pamela Peaks, and Catalina showed up. What more do you need?
I had a fun time… I think. I was actually pretty drunk. I guess it all could have been sort of weird and gay, now that I look at these pictures again.