Rising Temperatures & Less Clothing
Melcher is currently on a 4 week solo trip with Richie Jackson. I wrote him last night, asking him how his London and first trip to Barcelona was going. This is what he had to say...
"trip is going well, despite the 3 pounds of plaster attached to my left hand, i am skating pretty well and have gotten 3 stills and 2 sequences, for this uk mag called sidewalk. the reality of spain is about to fruision and fold time and space into itself like a bad hand of blackjack. i only hope that my submissive southpaw retains its plattitude for the duration. Featch [Richie Jackson], he is an enigma, skating one day and sleeping for three. the man has become bent on pursuing a life in reflection of salvador dali, one of madness, and uncertainty. if this continues, i wont be surprised to see him follow into the deep footsteps of his comrade and countryman t. west, and bed down a wife whilst in the medeteranian pleasantville known as espania. although weve been as fortunate as one ever could here, with the weather, it being sunfilled strawberry fields and london bridges (which are not, i am happy to report, falling down) capped with moonbeam kisses. today brings the rain, and in that, an indoor park session, blah. tomorrow, i ventire south, to a land of rising temperatures and less clothing."
Photos from Dekline.com
1 year ago Wow said:
Patrick Melcher is a dumbass hippie. Get his ass a thesaurus and a dictionary, so he can stop misusing and misspelling words like plattitude[sic].
1 year ago Drunken Video Critic said:
Go cry to your teacher about grammer you fuckin' mark...
1 year ago Wow said:
What do you do since Melcher's gone and his dick can't be in your mouth 24/7?
1 year ago have you seen him said:
hmmm... maybe you should stop lurking on this blog and go hate over at the Slap message board. Where you might happen to find some company in your missery. This message was meant for the homies, not the negative lurkers.
1 year ago davenger said:
patrick, you still owe me a deck. time to pay up.