BACK FROM THE GRAVE

Those looks you give me tell that you're evil...

Fat flushed, time to get the FBC going again - Straight to Mitchell's pendejo!!!

Number 61, the wait begins...

Dipped Grasshopper Pie putos!!!

Then we stopped by 3rd and Army...

Karl Watson sighting...

Then over to DLX to peep some measurements for back of van modifications...

Possible future paint job... O'Brien, you down???

Then these two burlers came to show us the real deal...

Phares is killing it, obviously...

Booyakasha!!!

Never know what kind of craze you're gonna see over at DLX...

Picture Brook rollin...

That night wound up at Annies where Rusty from Redwood's band the Texas Thieves opened up for 45 Grave...

Errr, shredwise???

Merch table...

Then it got weird...

Team GV in da house...

You ever have one of those nights where shit got so nuts the next day you're like, fuck I forgot to get a name...

Gearwise...

This was minutes after some random said, she's got the biggest camel toe I've ever seen-kind of awes...

Toadly cousins...

Then 45 Grave...

Possessed...

Would have been better if Doc showed up with the flux capacitor and took us back to 1984...



Possible C.O.W vectors...

Last call at the Phone Booth where we ran into Big Perm passing through on his way to Orcas, good to see him doing ok...

Katie was there too...

Then it came in...

With all it's glory...

Wow!!!

Buenos noches maricon...
Comments
wow, no make-up for Sally?
Posted by: Duder then you | July 3, 2007 11:12 AM