TOUR(war)STORIES!!!!!!!!!!

()()()()()()()()()()picked up nuge and baca at the airport in phoenix.TIME WARP..now were in tucson and it is fucking blazing hot.you mine as well warm up by aiming a blow dryer at yer face on high cause the wind aint nice in the heat.so we went out last night and met up with old homies that i know from when i lived here.WAIT A SECOND.some asshole got served,let me recap.

= paragraph break()()()())()()()()()()()()()()())()())() on our way to congress to un-wind,when some bike riding hippie punk crust core stoop fucked up.corey yelled something innocent at a female riding a bike with her dude friend,when all of a sudden he drops his bike and kicks the passenger side door.WRONG.that happen to be the seat i was sitting in.OUT FOR ACTION.me,ball,and hommamotto were outta the van before corey could throw it in park.RUN FORESST.we didnt make any contact with the guy cause he was running faster than a fucking cartoon character.barker put me responsible for that van and damn the fucker thats gonna kick it.SCRAPE.his bike wasnt so lucky,when he threw it down to run he threw it in the path of our great van.FLOOR IT.the guy looked pissed,we looked on laughingly at what was a bike is now a metal taco with a seat.HOTEL.parked the van,took a cab to the bar.WAIT.to much detail,the night ended like this.ball and me puking and me waking up this morning on the balcony to sunburned hands.ASK SLASH AND THE GANG ABOUT THE GIRL WE PICKED UP AT WILD OATS.going shredding now.to be continued.............................................................................................