I go in to work ON MY DAY OFF to be a nice guy and got the morning off to a perfect start when I forgot my gear at home. After slaving away over purty pink ribbons for a few hours I met up with trevor. We got driven around by my dad in his big ol' bronco and after crashing through a few small dirt mountains we shot some guns for a few hours and fucked up some bottles and cans
(just clap your hands)
Afterwards I asked Trevor what he was down to do and I hesitantly agreed to go the bar.
Bad choice on my part.
(This photo was removed by request to protect the innocent)
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