From there it was off to Mystic, with beers in hand and the night on the mind, it was time to really start chaulking up some W's.
Tiger had no ticket so he had to dress the part to blend in with the hipsters to have some nubian princess bless him with a free ticket....$20 was good enough. The Moz straight killed it, no ifs, ands, or buts about it.
Shirts off party full effect!!!! After getting to the point of not being able to see 3 feet in front of me, the Moz decided to cut off the stage and not come back out for my encore...so the piece of shit in me decides to voice his opinion to all the wrong people out loud due to the filter from my brain to mouth shutting down. Not a good look fam. Left bummed to an extent.
Walk over a mile through this shit show of creepsters throwing money away in a sea of lights and sounds that you can't find anywhere but a casino, only to find White and Ali at a bar that you'd see your mom and dad at grinding the night away making out with wrinkled 50 year olds. Words and pics can't describe the W's that were chalked up every other minute of the night.
Called a cab to go to a shit hole in the wall bar in the middle of nowhere, and on the walk back White man just had to go and lose his shit like no other...
Bar sucked ass, over it...
The end of the night was Tiger, White, and I walking a mile and a half to mobile to dine on some microwavable delights, tried to steal a tractor on the way which didn't work out so well, and watched White have an Om Nom Nom dance party in the mobile with random people while eating microwave buffalo chicken sub with ranch. Which was actually not as bad as it sounds. Sunday was well...that's a whole other shit show of Win in itself....
Burdface award goes to none other than this guy...
Thank you for the non-stop comedy, more one liners than a Will Ferrell flick, and the straight carnage to be had with whoever/whatever crossed our path!
xoRaychxo
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