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The Life and Times of Phraust Byte
Found at work…  Haha, shaft inspector…

Found at work… Haha, shaft inspector…

Found at the swapmeet…

Found at the swapmeet…

Luvin’ tha bootah.

Luvin’ tha bootah.

Found at the trainyard…

Found at the trainyard…

Mornin at the trainyard…

Mornin at the trainyard…

Note to self…

It appears that those buttons on the outside of the light rail trains don’t open the doors. :|

Goddamn it…

The fuckin rubber thing from my earphones just came off…

IN MY EAR!

Someone had a fun night…

Someone had a fun night…

Fookin’ cold!

Fookin’ cold!

Good Stuff.

Good Stuff.

MEAT!

MEAT!

Merry Festivus!

Merry Festivus!

Instant CSI

I guess she couldn’t…

See him coming.