“Breakfast is a personal ritual that can only be properly observed alone, and in a spirit of genuine excess … four Bloody Marys, two grapefruits, a pot of coffee, Rangoon crêpes, a half-pound of either sausage, bacon, or corned-beef hash with diced chilies, a Spanish omelette or eggs Benedict, a quart of milk, a chopped lemon for random seasoning, and something like a slice of key lime pie, two margaritas and six lines of the best cocaine for dessert.” —The breakfast habits of Hunter S. Thompson, born on this day in 1937. (via)
Shred till ya ded, dogg
Steve Mcqueen having fun at Le Mans 1970.
sometimes being bisexual makes me feel so powerful like imagining summer love affairs and looking at pics like this - it starts with me deciding if I want to drive a motorcycle with two women on the back or if I want to mess around on a racetrack with a steve mcqueen lookalike I CAN DO ANYTHING I AM A GOLDEN GOD
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