jaywaste

I would be morally remiss if I did not share this with you.
KVELERTAK: GET TO FUCKING KNOW THEM.

TATTOOS AND BEARDS. SERIOUS THRASHINGS. RAD TUNAGE.
Need I say more?

"Can you keep a secret? I'm trying to organize and a prison break and I'm looking for, like, an accomplice. We have to first get out of this bar, then the3 hotel, then the city and then the country. Are you in or are you out?
"I'm in."
"Good. I hope you've had enough to drink, it's going to take courage."

Jumping jesus' jangling jimmies this week has been fucking righteous!
Job and BTBAM layed down some serious thrash at the Summit wednesday night and we had some of the best pit-camaraderie I've ever encountered. Also...Johnny Davie is such a fucking beefcake! I remember seeing that guy around Phoenix when he was a scrawny scene kid haha. Anyway, my best friend came down from Frisco for...
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Today's briefly glorious weather was surpassed only by the quality of the boarding around town that accompanied it. Illegal Pete's in my tummy and plenty of gravel in my hands n' face...complaining's definitely not on my list of things to do:]

However, I am going to burn down a couple trees and do some portfolio work. I leave you with the greatest song ever written:

It's silly how much I enjoy Best Coast, and this video.

Takes me back to summers spent with a maiden clad in the sun. But, she's gone and isn't ever coming back.

Nostalgia's one of the most enticing poisons I've come across.

The streets are extended gutters and the gutters are full of blood. And when the drains finally scab over, all the vermin will drown. The accumulated filth of all their sex and murder will foam up about their waists and all the whores and politicians will look up and shout "Save us!"... and I'll whisper "LOL UMAD BRO?"