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Here little kiddies... on my lap
nak-nak here with a brand new rap
and i dont mean rap like saran wrap
poke me girl... and ill poke you back



Poke me and ill poke you back.
To Daphney Bitanga- Your friend aint got shit on me... Nor does King Kong or whoever. It's a poke-a-thon and The Nak is in first place. Note: If you are on thefacebook too, feel free to Poke Me.

Magnum XL

"That's what im talkin about baby, thats what ive been waiting for..." -Maury Ballstein
"There it is..." - Hansel
"Dear God... It's beautiful..." - Mugatuakahashi
"..." - all
"Magnum XL..." - Marloneekus



I did it... (To see the rest of the hermosa pics click) *-= HERE =-*

cuz im a model.. you know what i mean.. and i do my little turn on the catwalk

This is a tribute to my career as a male model... A really really ridiculously good-looking picture book if you will. I started modeling at age 15, as you can see in this Junior Lifeguard Photo Shoot...



At this young age I hadnt developed many looks yet. I was nowhere even near "La Tigre©", let alone close to developing "Magnum XL©". But I would soon learn...



I named this look "Blue Steel Jr.©" Its a softer look, mostly for catalog work, like this Josten's ad that would air later (and fail miserably, amidst a huge propoganda campaign by Caucasians Against Ethnic Male Models - CAEMM). They took back the CSF thing, the valedictorian braid, the tassle, cap, gown, and Jostens brand underwear. They made quite a scene.

This man- Juan Carlos Edguardo Salazar Estavez Cardinal III- became my modeling manager. He put together a photo portfolio for me, managed all my money and kept only 80% as a cut, and made me take very questionable nude photos. But he was a great manager for someone who couldnt speak english, and was very gentle. Here he is...



It became apparent that i would have to be a "face and body type" and not a hand model. I have a scar on my right knuckle from punching a kid with braces. A shame I know. Heres a low budget photo shoot pic from a small room in Tijuana. Tijuana studios dont have very good lighting, not even from lamps you have to hold for yourself.


(Right) Vegas- What happens in vegas, stays in vegas, shoot

Modelo Negro Shoot

Come Visit Saudi Arabia Campaign Shoot


Eventually my brother got into modeling as well. He had to workout to get to my level, of course. Heres some pics of him with still a long ways to go...



We even did a dual shoot for Just for Men's Wearhouse. We both used the original "Blue Steel©"...


Which brings us to today. Ill leave you with three shots from the Hermosa Derelict campaign, and the Nakstradamus Album Cover Art shoot.




Also lemme get a shout out to my Balls Models homies- Mugatuakahashi and Marloneekus.



Thanks to all my fans, and friends, and male-modeling family who supported me along the way. No thanks to investigatory journalists who dont care who they hurt, or how many people they leave dead and bloodied along the way, so long as they make a name for themselves as investigatory journalists.

Dave Chapelle is a genius

"I'ma have botox done on my balls to get these wrinkles out...so my balls will be as smooth as eggs... pluck out all hair...and get a tattoo of ganster-ass faces with mean expressions...and grow the hair back so they have beards like me. Then im hittin the beach lookin for ball suckers"- Dave Chappelle, For What Its Worth

i wish i woulda thought of that first. I never planned on hitting the beach afterwards... fuckin genius...

stay tuned for pics from hermosa (maybe or maybe not similar to this one)

Shouts Outs Holmes

Ok... lets try this again
Yo yo yo... bloggin it up for all my north-campus homies.
Shout outs to:
Slimy-Yu the crazy dieting chinaman who be gym-ing it up at lunchtime
to DC aka DChong, aka Lil Korean HotSauce, aka Krayjee, aka Chong-Hole, aka Nu Dong Ku Mo Bah Guh Suh
to V Diddy - the flying dutchman, aka JV, aka The Vene-man, aka the Minivan, aka not-so-big Red (if you know what i mean), aka the GZA/Genius
to MarlyWilkin's Son, aka Rumple-Wilk-skin, aka Cows-not-Calves
...im out this mugg

Curse you, Sir Blogger

Fuck you blogger- you fuckin piece of shit.
You just wiped out my entire blog that i was in the process of dropping, with shout outs to all my coworker homies and their 5-14 nicknames along with.

Fuck ->

You stupid piece of blog shit I hope someone flips you the bird while youre driving in your fucking car and you turn to try to give them the bird back but you slip on a cowpie in the middle of route-fucking-66 and go flying through the windshield of your faggot blog-gremlin into a MAC truck doing 95 going the other way and bounce off of it into another car carrying sulfuric acid in it and you fucking roll around in that shit burning your nuts off but then that car flips over throwing your stupid ass over a cliff through a huge patch of cactus (one having more thorns than your average cactii) then into a pit full of sharp obsidian rock but not killing you so that you can crawl your ass out of there only to get dragged 4 miles across desert terrain by foxes who picked up your filthy dying blogger carcass scent and leave you out in the boonies with nothing to eat or drink except for Arby's but you cant even eat that cuz you lost your wallet in the cactus patch not that that matters cuz your stupid blogger fuckstick ass dies right there and you float like a fairy up to blogger-heaven thanking sweet mary magdalene that your ordeal is over only to be turned away at the gates and get sent plummeting down through cloud air grass soil and bedrock straight into blogger hell where you may forever and ever and ever burn and rot away in eternal blogger hellfire until the end of time you piece of shit
...
wait, i forgot why i was pissed at blogger now and im too far down to read the beginning of my post. oh well im sure i had a good reason.
later

Male Modeling

While I was growing up I always noticed I was really really good-looking. So I always wanted a career that would utilize my being really really extremely really good-looking. Thats when I realized that people in catalogs and commercials got paid, and that I too could make a living just by being really, really, really, very, extremely, ridiculously good-looking. Well, its time to give back to those who supported me. Mr. Chastek, YOUR work in this 2004 Chastek Hawaii Catalog... is what inspired me to be a male model. Thank You Mark Chastek, 1998 male model of the year...

Someone set us up the bomb. All your blog are belong to us...

sup bitches, sup sluts, sup bitches & sluts...
today the nak had the day off of work. so he woke up at 11am ate lunch at chipotle with some way-back-when niggaz, bought a desoldering braid, met up with a kinda-way-back-when nigga ate dinner, dressed up, boned out for hollywood, the end.

jk...
jk about jk...
maybe...

P.S. I bought a pink trendy dress shirt and i will rock out with my cock out with my pink trendy dress shirt out.

(poor quality music made in the corner of an apt. loft with a 99¢ microphone while learning how to use mixing/editing/recording software HERE )

The Daily Grind

Aright just gonna drop a quick blog, flush, then go back to wizzerk. Thats how the world wizzerks people fuckin wizzerk.
Im currently enclosed in an office dwelling with a Korea-man and a China-man. Sometimes a Samahang Pilipino Man comes into my office to write kanji on paper, give it to me, and then leaves without saying a word. Usually it reads "Shine" (shee-neh) which means - die.
Today Im going to rock the casbah, i mean rock the vote, i mean go shoot around or play some basketball after work or some shizzlebox. I wouldve gone surfing but now the fuckin sun goes down at like 2PM, i swear its like sweet fuckin christ im finishing up my lunch hour and watching the god damned sunset at the same time. And a Naka gotta work till ilke 5 or 6. Its maaaaadnesss bitches.
Shit. Its go-time. Guess Id better get back to engi-mah-neering stuff. Later Skater Haters.

P.S. You <3 Naka-bees

A pic, or not a pic?

So this should be a pic of a Naruto-like Sharingan thingie
BADASS MULLET OF MULLETUDE 9 OR MORE




...and it is BITCH

The NAK (Act 1, Scene 1)

[Enter the Nak]


NAK: Sup Howdy, Neeya'z. Blog 1. So Im bummed that this piece of ass doesnt do image hosting and you have to host elsewhere and link. Thats a big lame. Oh fuckin well. I guess therell be more to come later.


Guy: Age/Sex check?


[NAK murders random fuck for interrupting him on his own god damned blog, for fucks sake]


NAK: Right then. See you next time pigfuckers, same place... for some good ole fashioned Cowboy Bebop.