Where we're going, we won't need eyes to see...

Take me into Spaaaaace! Here are some moments from Ringer's Hippy Flip... I rocked the Hippy but I passed on the Flip.

Shit started getting real as fuck once it got dark,

Eventually we sobered up, and went out for some PBR and chicken wings... 

All in all a good night.

Happy Birthday Waylon!

We had a little rooftop BBQ action before Way got an obscene amount of "Birthday" shots at the bars. At one point he asked a bartender for a double shot, and after immediately pounding it he repeatedly asked, "How much? How much for the shot? What do I owe you?" The bartender said, 

"Uhhh 5 bucks?"

Waylon's response was,

"Nope!" as he walked out the front door.

Then we went to Pop's for a photo booth sesh,

I am buying this shirt for Ringer...

But only if enough people can correctly identify this picture,

(its not what you think it is blog police, so leave this shit alone!)