7-11 has everything.
Friday night beer pong (these fools got merked).
Mike got his swerve on.
Closed out the night with some Hey Arnold.
Saturday morning timelapse.
Clive got all fancied up to go skate daytona.
Renegades are for american badasses only.
Grasshopper explaining to the sense a.
Along with chugging beers together, they also go to AA meetings together.
Tyson lurking hard.
Clive the five year old.
While clive played with his bouncy ball, us real men got pink/chocolate chip ice cream.
Headed to gaytona.
666
Right as we exited 95 karma, disguised as a 2008 blue honda accord, fucked us in the ass.
We fucked mike in the ass.
Then mike fucked a truck in the ass.
3 accord pile up.
Looks like were not getting any footage for awhile.
What are you lookin at fat boy?
Yay for airbags.
R.I.P.
Waited at a gas station for an hour for a ride.
We had lots of shit.
Word games with clive.
Goltz only drinks mikes hard lemonade.
Clives gypsy magic.
We roll deeeeep.
Pit stop at sonic.
Sonic story time with mike.
Went to the junkyard in Port Orange to get Clives pop tarts.
This is the toad that railed us.
What the fuckery?
That will buff out forsure.
Skated Daytona free park with your boyz.
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