Ringer, Way Way and I went out for a lovely afternoon in the park. The day started off innocent enough but as always things eventually got fucking weird...
Dr. B and his best friend The Bag Man joined us for a cool cerveza.
We saw two Cholo's running at breakneck speed towards what appeared to be an abandoned purse of some kind. After they had sufficiently rummaged through it we went to investigate. This is the scene we stumbled upon... A dirty sock, some leather, a match book, a spoon, an insane man's ID, an indian finger chime, a crackpipe made out of a sink's pipe and the mother of all come ups, a used dildo.
Peter Kahn if you are reading this I don't have your dildo anymore, sorry bro...
This find kept us occupied well into the night...
After John did this the novelty kind of wore off for me...
Oh did I mention the meat of the dildo was a screwdriver? Because the meat of the dildo was a fucking screwdriver.
And then this stuff happened,
The End.
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