Brendan. Straight Up. Brendan.

Check this out.  The other day, me and my trusted partner – I’ll call her Queen James – (and anybody that knows anything knows that my name may come first, but her word always comes last.  I’m not sure what that means.), well, her and I woke up, and came down to the FunCenter for Fun just for the heck of it.  On a side note, I used to live above a store that sold fish (the kind that you put in a tank, not the kind you put in your stomach), and I had this one friend that used to always say, ‘Hey Bieri (that being my last name), we should stop at your place…just for the halibut.  He thought that this was the best line ever.  It wasn’t.  I played along, however, and tried to muster up a fake laugh every time he made this lame joke.  The more you know, right?

So, for the heck of it (not the halibut), we found ourselves just standing around the studio at 9:00AM wondering what to do, and who should walk into our lives than the one and only, the Master of Disaster, the King of Pain, the Keeper of the Faith, the Sultan of Swing, than Brendan!  And, as it turned out, he was in need of some supersweetseniorsnaps!  Well, we had cameras, he had outfits, he jumped in our car and off we went.

The result of all this happenstance, you may be asking yourselves…well, it was pure magic.  With that, my dear friends of Blog, I will leave you now to witness what it is I speak of, but before I leave you – I give MadProps, ManyThanks & MuchLove to Brendan for just happening to be at our studio this past week, and to all my good peeps out there in Land of Blog – Enjoy!

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