Bearbrick Mountain

Sniffy has let us free to roam the streets of Vancouver (in Canada). We’ve been having lots of fun on Davie St (where all the queers are).

Sniffy has gone off somewhere, we’re not sure where, but she left us with her camera…

Francesco & Chad

Francesco & Chad

We’ll be back when we can with more tales of our forbidden love.

17 thoughts on “Bearbrick Mountain

  1. No Connie, I’m afraid the babes weren’t around (I think they finished filming last month).

    But I am here and I’m having a grand old time. I’m going to get thrown off a boat later. Jesus, as if there weren’t enough beluga whales in the Vancouver aquarium…

  2. As the baggage handler who stole a pair of knickers from your luggage at the Vancouver airport, I feel I need to say this: Cut down on the pasta intake. For Pete’s sake, you could parasail with these things.

  3. postcard arrived today. domestic violence will not occur. as for her knickers, it must’ve been a pair of mine she sneaked in her bag to sniff.

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