IN WHICH WE MARCH TO THE 49TH STATE

L-Nasty here! The dynamic duo will be reunited next weekend, but till then just picture the two of us in matching jim jams (L-Nasty's probably has old waffle bits stuck to it) twitching to Sex by Garrison Keillor (it features a boy who never saw full-frontal nudity until he was seventeen years old and a feature film about naked people jumping up and down). Crusty food items and nude hopping aside, the POLLS ARE IN! We don't really understand it, but apparently you guys feel that a whale shark can be summarized as voluptuous. We weren't aware that sharks had breasticles, but now we kinda see it! If R-Nasty were here, she would be busy compulsively photoshopping boobs onto sharks (in a really non-creepy manner).

So, we have some exhilarating news. Besides the fact the WE ARE HIT SENSATIONS IN RUSSIA WHAT THE SHMUCK CAN YOU BELIEVE IT! I'M TRYING TO PHOTOSHOP A TALL POOFY HAT ONTO A SHARK FOR ALL YOU RUSSIANS OUT THERE! but actually, besides that, DUZCUZ IS HEADIN TO ALASKA! yessir, this july we will be spending a month backpacking and sea kayaking. Some haturz have asked us questions like "What will you eat?!?" and "Where will you do the poop?". WE WILL SURVIVE UPON MAMMA NATURE'S SWEET SWEET SOIL. R-Nasty will spend her days collecting small to mid-sized shrubs and cooking them over a low flame until crispy, while L-Nasty will spend her hours working on becoming a man of the mountain and growing a luxurious beard. And to all the naysayers who think we need a toilet: READ OUR EARLIER POSTS. We strongly enjoy going where the wind blows us. If that is in front of someone's tent, then SO BE IT.
We gotta run and hit that haystack (?), but we'll leave you with a weekly photo...

ALL THE DUZ CUZZES ASSEMBLE. check out the innate sensuality of those fuzzy turtles in the back... (they're second cousins...we don't talk about the accident)