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From: soul cat girl on 2001-08-02 02:42:03
Look at those pouty puffy smootchable lips......This is a man on a mission and he takes no prisoner's.... Kick butt Bono but please take me prisoner.......
From: Emily on 2003-02-02 22:23:15
Bono is on a kiss mission hmmm ;)
From: ??? on 2003-02-03 08:44:20
Oh no!! Run Edge!!! He is coming to get you!!! No way Bono, you will no kiss him again!! now it's my turn!No you fool! I don't want you to kiss me, I am the one kissing Edge this time.Triple uses all the fainted B-luvers as steps and with one big jump she is standing on the stage, ready to save her butt-wonder from those horrible , wet, slimey things that are getting closer with the speed of light!Steadily her left leg raises and she does not even make the slightest swing as the B-man, always recognised for other talents than cleverness, bangs his mighty chin against her spiky heal.He falls down with a quite major bang, we all know about the weight he is carryig with him.. there behind , but he is no sissy, the B-man, he gets up immediately , not knowing what hit him.. and blinded of Triples neon clothes, he turns around and continues his mission.Oh and see, there runs Larry.. but no worries, Bono will catch him.. and those of you, who do not want to see Triples And Edge's lovey dovey moment, you can always turn your head and take a look at Bono giving Larrys throat a tongue rub...
From: soul cat girl on 2003-02-04 01:12:29
“Wake up, wakeup!” Slate shook Triple till her teeth rattled…kept on shaking her till she damn near bit off the tip of her tongue... rampantly shook her till she was half dragged from her cozy bed onto the floor.“Wha- - wha what the bloody hell’s happened???” Triple blinked rubbing the sleepy confusion from her eyes. Focusing away the hazy blurr’s they traveled up the monolith stature of her room-mate’s ridged body landing with astonishment on an extremely hostile face. Triple winced audibly but climbed back onto her bed and pulled the comforter up to her chin. She had a pretty good idea where this was going so she waited bracing herself for the tempest’ squall.It wasn’t long in coming.…“You are undoubtedly absolutely a raging coniving witch!!! You were doing it again… weren’t you???” Slate acting the injured party accused pointing her finger “ You promised you wouldn’t use the virtual reality program of Edge again!!!” Tears formed in her throat as she covered her cheeks with splayed fingers. “I can’t believe you deceived us all…damn you.. and after we’d made our sisterhood pledge in a watershed of spent tears.” Slate’s heart sounded broken with her bleeding accusations.Blushing with an unguarded infusion of unattractive scarlet Triple stammered, “ I… I …I couldn’t help myself…I …I love him with my whole being!” Her upper teeth clamped like vice-grips onto her lower lip scared she’d admitted to much.She had. Slate’s hands flew at Triple like eagle talons her eyes wild and crazed a growl erupting like a death knell but she checked herself just a millimeter before ripping Triple’s eye balls out of her head and rendering her bald as a baby’s butt. “That’s all you have to say….that you couldn’t control yourself???” Slate’s voice rose to incredulous decibles. “What the hell kind of toll do you think it takes on the rest of us living here under this roof ! What do you think it takes for the rest of us to keep our hands off of thee Edge??? Do you think its easy knowing he’s just a tiny click away from our blue-room-buttons??? I’ll tell ya what it takes ..tankards full of stink’n booze a whole bunch of death numbing pharmaceuticals purchased from a guy named Guido, and episodic shock therapy only available on Wednesday mornings.. that’s what!!! My Gawd your soo soo selfish.. I can’t believe it!!!”Triple was wrestling with her guilt but the more Slate ranted on and on as if she’d commited ‘harry-friggin-carry’ or worse, the more pissed-off she was starting too get at Slate with her ‘holy’ier than thou’ thing concerning Edge. My heavens hadn’t Gawd encourage humans to create virtual reality and hadn’t Gawd given a happy happy happy girl a thriving libido that recognized a hunk when it sniffed one out and hadn’t Gawd created Edge on the third day * the man of my daydreams* for a woman living closer than most on the edge of reality … to drool upon??? She answered her own triple questions. Yes.. yes by Gawd Y E S!!! She reared up and shook her pillow at Slate “ Listen here, Miss Germany (Slate had won the pageant in earlier 2001 but Triple couldn’t cut loose the title) I know your gorgeous and have a million guys drumming to your beat, I just want one to strum his fingers to my tune! What’s so wrong with that???” Triple tucked the pillow up under her arms and hugged it to her chest.Slate’s eyes registered irritation but also a flash of pathetic pity and Triple saw it before Slate could disguise it. Triple grumbled looking at the poster of Edge on the wall “ I didn’t stay on line long…only long enough to to to …well you know.” She stuck her head in her pillow and screamed into its silencing downy fluffness.Slate though thoroughly irritated felt a smidgen of compassion for the girl’s obvious embarrassment. With a begrudging shrug of her shoulder allowing moderation of tone to enter the fray she reproached, “ I realize its hard but you have to fight it with all your soul otherwise you know where it will lead?” softer but doggedly as she said “Where it has led.” Slate was somewhat sympathetic even as she lowered the boom with Triple in its wake. None of them could afford to be generous at this juncture or they could all go over the edge... and that dreadful occurance would never happen not under Slate’s watch… Lifting her face from the pillow Triple looked Slate dead center with a willfullness to match a stevadors her eyes as flinty as granite she warned in a soft but deadly voice “ Don’t do it woman, or you’ll be sorry” referencing as to whom might pull the plug…Catching Slateblue slightly off guard she recovered quickly countering, “I can see this last little *innocent* excursion has sent you completely over the edge…can’t you see how dangerous it is …how dangerous He is???” she was beseeching Triple to see the folly of her ways.“ No I don’t… in fact I think your nothing if not dangerously beyond jealousy yourself and expertly seething in your own lust! I for one cannot see THE BOOGY-MAN jumping from the shadows where there is none!” Triple rebuked, immensly hard-pressed not to throw her pillow at Slate.Slate ‘s eyes immediately turned hurt with anguish as she chocked out, “You don’t have a clue do you?”Triple’s antenna sky-rocketed immediately flashing a big fat fucking neon sign warning her to brace herself for the devastating blow, “Wha.. what do you mean?” She swallowed past the lump forming in her throat as she crawled on her knees to the edge of the bed still gripping the pillow to her body for protection. Maybe a life line to hang her soul on.Slate’s agonizing whimper seemed wrenched from her core, “Don’t you remember your trip in virtual world? Think damn it! think on it ” Slate gave her several moments to conjure up the memories. “ Do you remember stepping on the B-Babes in your attempt to get to Edge? Do you remember kicking Bono in the face with those damn spiked daggers you balance on? Do you remember him hitting the floor with a resounding Bang?” Slate’s breath caught as she plunged on, “ Do you remember dragging Larry into the ruckus and making him give Bono mouth to mouth because YOU refused to bring him back to life after nearly killing him with your shoes?” Slate’s voice was starting to hit the high octives as she begged Triple to see what she saw and should be seeing if the woman wasn’t truly and thoroughly a goner and beyond salvation tripping blindly over the edge, “ Don’t you remember tackling the poor sod on stage and performing what some people might coin as a *perfect triple x rated performance* on thee Edge in front of an audience???” Slate’s eyes were bulging out of her face as she glared at Triple who had curled up into a fetal position at the end of the covers and was moaning and grieving her lost soul “Noo no nooo” she wailed “tell me it’s not true tell me …noooo” she suddenly sprang up and grabbed Slate’s wrist tugging hysterically, “How the hell did you know what was in my program damn you???” Slate gripped the crying woman’s arm and shouted “ Because it wasn’t a dream ..it was as real as those phony eyelashes you wear damn it ! It was R E A L”!Triples eyes rounded to saucers disbelief ravaging her face “ No” she squeeked.”How the hell is that possible?”“You must have the memory of a knat” Slate’s disgust was reeking with vexation “ think damn it why do you suppose we made the pact not to use the vitual again? Did you think I was into masochistic depravity denying something so wonderful as the Edge? Of course not you silly baggage! I had already had my reality trip and found out it was really happening and not just in a dream. Jes Edge and I were almost drowned because I had us submerged under water doing …” Slate looked at Triple who was staring at her with a big wary question mark slapped across her face that was asking ‘just what the hell WERE YOU TWO doing under water so long???’ causing Slate to cough uncomfortably clearing her throat and simply saying “sea life exploration.” she wiped her warm dampened brow, “ Do you see now why its far too dangerous. My goodness your thoughtlessness of others and there simple well being could have cost someone dearly. You were ready to sacrafice anyone that got in your way including the BAND!”Triple groaned “OH my GAWD”…“Exactly my sentiments” Slate sat on the bed gathering her friend in her arms comforting her as Triple squalled her eyes out reminding Slate of a lost urchin, “ What shall we do with out our bunny-mon Slate how are we to carry on?….waaah waah” she sobbed uncontrollably at the thought. “Don’t worry dov I know how you feel and I’ve taken it upon myself to ask several research buddies to look into this reality thing. They think it’s a devil to solve but a bit of a bitch to live within its narrow confines”..smiling she smoothed Triple’s hair behind an ear “ We are going to have our man one of these days, and gal I'm here to tell you nobody will ever be able to wrestle him away once we get him virtually in our reality forever…”Triple smiled beautifully glancing over at Slate. At that moment she was very much reaasured by her commitment to their man…..The END…..Yep that’s the way it really was...grrrr..rrrr..rr…Bono luv ooozing out those adorable sweet lips…ummmm…that smacking sound is not virtual reality its really the real thing......hahaha : ))