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jake b

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me2
meredith2
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!strangers2
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!airport1
amanda1
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brandon k1
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jake b — ...NOT SO LUCKY! Hahaha. (PS - Dear Grant, How do you get your balls to be so shiny?)

jake b — Jake however....

jake b — Jake wearing his other pair of glasses while holding up one half of his destroyed frames that he retreived from the street.

jake b — Before any of the assfucking could get underway, some crazy girl (who was spotted smoking crack earlier in the night) started causing all sorts of problems and tried to get into a fistfight with a fat, gay dude. Jake tried to get her to calm down and she FREAKED THE FUCK OUT ON HIM. Literally, she went out of her mind. After three or four scary minutes, Jake finally managed to get her and her friends to leave the party. But as he was closing the door on them downstairs, she snatched his glasses off his face and ran out into the street. Jake followed her and when he tried to grab his glasses back from her, she bit his hand, grabbed the glasses back, broke them in half, threw them into the street and then ran away laughing.

jake b — And check out the purple fucking bite mark! Jesus!

jake b — On Friday night we met up with Brandon who was in town from Budapest and went to his friend's party on the LES (Brandon, you may remember, was the internet stranger who went out of his was to be our gracious host when Grant, Jake and I were in Berlin and Budapest a few weeks prior.)

jake b — The dude in the green shirt was one of the "actors" in the movie (if you knowwhatimsayin). He spent his pre-scene time getting completely drunk and telling anyone that would listen that he wasn't gay and was just in porno for "the money." (...shots, probably).

jake b — (Sorry about the new guy, Vic).

jake b — ...a little romantic.

jake b — ...a Finn Air flight attendant spilt an entire drink in Jake's lap.

jake b — We spent our last day Lapland on a Reindeer farm.

jake b — This is Jordan (another writer) and I on one of the breaks we took, enroute to ice fishing.

jake b — A very unattractive body part. Oh, and my nuts.

jake b — Huddling for warmth.

jake b — Jake's husky impersonation.

jake b — This was a magic fridge. Anytime we took booze or food from any of the fridges, it would be magically replaced within the hour.

jake b — We then hopped on a plane and flew north, WAY north,to Lapland: the part of Finland that's in the Arctic Circle. As we stepped off the plane, I realized what cold really is. At this point it was -51 degrees CENTIGRADE! (That's -60 degress Fahrenheit.) BRRR.

jake b — Finishing the factory tour and getting ready for the tasting.

jake b — Factory floor.

jake b — Jake and I both guessed that Finlandia was both more tasty and nutritious than any other vodka on the market and became official Masters of Vodka.

jake b — "WHAT A COUNTRY!"

jake b — Jake: "No! I said I want to jump into an ICE hole while I'm here."

jake b — Jake putting the GRRRRR in Grundle-fuzz.

jake b — Turns out the Devil doesn't ALWAYS wear Prada.

jake b — Dinner that night was with a ton of people from Finlandia Vodka. Jake and brand ambassador, Marku.

jake b — Though he'll look more at home in business class on the way home.

jake b — This was a really silly idea.

jake b — Jake, insisiting only on a trim, called reception for fiskars at 3.20am and didn't tip the bell hop. Awesome!

jake b — Yet strangely alluring.

jake b — Jake looking grizzly.

jake b — Looking at the pictures made us realize it was time for...

jake b — ha ha ha ha...

jake b — Hour 35 without sleep. The other writers went back to the hotel while we hit a bar that the kids hang out at.

The guy begind us is Gus. He was editor from Hombre magazine. Yeah, we thought it was a porno mag to but we were wrong. That's Honcho. Hombre is a Latin lifestyle mag. Gus kept wanting to tell us about "something that changed his life". Turns out it was Landmark Forum. Boo.

jake b — Here's Jake taking the first of over 90 similar self portraits.

jake b — Tired but happy.

jake b — Jake tempted fate.

jake b — Get crunk and then...

jake b — Here's Jake on a road with some slush on it.

jake b — Too psyched to nap away the jet-lag we went out and about in downtown Helsinki.

jake b — Here's Jake ready to ensure the security of his member.

jake b — The long and arduous journey on the A train to JFK was made bearable by Jake's hair impersonations. Here's his Graydon Carter.

jake b — ...he tossed me off under the covers. (They also give you packs of mayo that make for sweet under the blanket handjob action). Jake kept telling me that the trip wasn't exactly free.

jake b — I swore at Jake and then...

jake b — Some pre-dinner beerskis...

jake b — In business they give you menus, wine lists, and silverware you could totally hijack a plane with.

jake b — Here's magic man Jake Bronstein, luxuriating in his business class seat with a glass of bubbly. For a laugh, Brian and I told him that Finns hate Jews so for the duration of the trip he was going as Jack Brownstone. Incidentally, the flight attendant was understandably cynical about our first class credentials. As I was snapping this pic he dove onto my chair to check if we were legit. Jake busted him looking, he got all scared and said he was "getting my sweatshirt so that he could hang it in the captain's locker".

jake b — Jake, Mer and Jess' mouth.

jake b — Jake and Eric discuss the merits of different types of hot-curlers.

jake b — ...headed out for a drink where we ran into Jake on a date with his new lady friend Erin.

jake b — We stepped into a bar and promptly ran into his recent ex-gf Jesse. Ah-ah-awkward!

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