Don't ride for fun.

The month I was suppose to graduate

When my car broke, I emptied out the drunk and this is what I found.

Two pairs of identical shoes, random 8×10 head shots of a dead guy, S******’s senior class portraits, mix tapes, an orange safety flag, water-guns, ripped pants, crutches, a bowl with eating utensils, pink sunglasses, “Free Elliott” shirt, spare BMX tires, 8-900 business cards, soap shoes, L**** on a swingset, flashlights, Haro Grinddisk, Hoffman sprocket, axe body spray, a bunch of other crap and a rubber mallet.

Oh and L**’s practice head for beauty school.