Gary is a photographer/graphic and web designer/tit specialist/artist/writer/general candyass/teen superstar residing in NYC. He likes drinking for the sake of getting drunk, meeting new people, steak, making light of racism, all things that aren’t politically correct and wainscotting. He comes from a small town down south and dreams of one day getting a tan.
He is currently working on a memoir called Several Drinks Later: The Gary Randall Scandal which he intends to self publish at kinkos and then distribute behind the Dunkin Donuts at Broadway and Fulton in the Financial District. For more info, visit his personal site HERE
Keep an eye out for excerpts. And his hands–which are probably crotching you up even as you read this.
Loki is a world traveler, lover of different cultures and all around nice guy. In other words, he gets around, strives towards sleeping with one person from every country on the globe, and will say almost anything to get his latest conquest into bed. Oh, and he’s often been referred to as the God of Mischief, but that’s just a nasty rumour.
He’s lived up north, down south, out west and now on the eastcoast… all the while trying to avoid awkward family gatherings and psycho exes. Nothing makes him happier than ice cream; if only because he’s lactose intolerant and that keeps him skinny . And that, my dears, is some f’in good luck (but we’ll spare you the details)
She is awesome at being real, regardless of how much it pisses someone off. Which usually turns out about as awesome as catching VD.
She hates Gary and joined this blog to tear it down from the inside.
She lives in Tampa, works a regular 9 to 5 job, and is addicted to tumblr. She likes long walks on the beach and lots and lots of whiskey. But mostly just the whiskey part.
Jats is a fashion-loving, advertise working tattooed dance machine. A true lover of the East Village, Williamsburg and black eyeliner, Jats follows fashion and celebrity news like it’s his second job (well, it kinda is). Jats can be found most nights downing vodka, dancing his tits off, dressed like a subdued 90′s party monster.
Jewbie’s biggest accomplishment was spending only a nickel for an entire living room set; when the original price was $675.00. He is a NYC ad executive living in the heart of Manhattan’s most fabulous gayborhood. Jewbie values such things as Coupons, Twinks, Money, and traveling to countries that don’t smell like old socks dipped in formaldehyde. Look for Jewbie in the hottest clubs around the city or at the hottest flea markets.