Was fixing to muse about the Iranian revolution putting a stop to folks just passing through. Makes sense.

Must’ve taken an hour plus for one person to create each of these monstrosities. Reminds me of Mongolian bbq strats in college. Veggies, then meats, then drape that shit in noodles and sauces.

Mitsubishis were nice, but the coveted pill in my circle was the Pink Lady.

I remember that. One of the pics is him in the hospital. Shit was so funny!

Edit: Here it is!

A decade ago, it was damn near impossible to get actual deodorant, not antiperspirant, in Korea. I had to get folks from The States to mail me Old Spice occasionally.