Lo Down

A couple of semesters ago, I had math with my friend Downer (of whom the Butte College Associated Students' December 8th executive meeting minutes say "...is high energy and very knowledgeable about subject").

We basically just spent the entire time asking the teacher dumb questions like if he was in Nam' or at Woodstock. That, and drawing random shit. These are some of the gifts I recieved from him throughout the class.




I guess it's a pig




us army- of monkeys.



skydiving cat

thanks, Downer.


and for the record, Mr. Reynolds was in neither in 'Nam, or at Woodstock.