I hang out a lot at the Oselands. I suspect it has unhealthy effects on me. So i chronicled a weekend there. Saturday morning, 11:30 AM-
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| What the hell in I doing in this trash can? | |
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| You know the rules....You fall asleep, you get dumpstered. | |
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Did I mention their obsession with fire?
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| Erik-In the future, point the hair spray AWAY from me...and you forgot the kerosene. | |
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| You should have seen the look on your face when I pushed you in front of a car, dude. | |
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