Last week my father and I decided to take the beamer and drive South to the west coast. I figured it was a nice change from France and that seeing my country could be a good bonding and learning experience...and i was psyched on the idea of eating fast food for days. My dad told me a bunch of crazy stories from his days in the Navy, I became the worlds finest map reader, stayed in Kentucky's sleaziest motel (for 2 minutes), saw the Grand Canyon by view of helicopter, smelled a lot of roadkill skunk (smells like sour deez) and seen Quik Nik braid hair in Crenshaw way faster then the girls at lunchtime can. See for yourself jerk-off's...
Look at this gay asian man having a heart attack...weird
Much love to the The Hundreds, who by the way, dont have any for being so sweet and awesome and giving us lots of clothes with exploding bombs on it!