Friday was barsins birthday.

By midnight clive was passed out under some stairs.

Went to SPoT for the spring roll contest on saturday.

This is how you get to tampa in an hour and 45 minutes.

In the fuckin zone chief.

Good ol tampa.

The lurkfest was goin off.

Tampa has some high class babes.

Tiltmode army lurk.

Clive was hyped.

IHOP is the shit.

Grampa clive and his new shirt.

Southgate stairwell is where the partys at.

Beware of Sasquach is tight.

Got some groceries on sunday.

Lots of groceries.

The rocket ship isnt the car to get groceries in.

Cleaning is a lovely way to pass a sunday.

The woo.