Mikey did some religious acts while our good friend Brandon smashed the shit out of his Vrod avoiding a deer. Good thing too because he walked away unscratched. Roger is always a D-bag, so we left a smiley face in his driveway, with a mustache. Bike Night. Millville.
1 comment:
I always miss the good shit. Brandon's shit is trashed. Tell him to pull the turbo! I think it would fit nicely on the sporty.
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