It's too bad, because the rest of the ride was money. Well, that is, except for the 45 minutes of torrential rain and thunderstorms. But the part when we were killing all those Jamaican drug dealers? Money! More images:
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Cancer of the innertube
Greetings to you, the Team Seagal fan. Whilst on a super-badass trifecta about a month ago, myself, Mason Storm, and Eddie (who has yet to decide on a REAL name) came around a turn at Matson Hill. There was also a little branch across the trail. I made it fine, Mason made it fine, but Eddie's luck wasn't quite as good. As you can see, while rounding the turn, Eddie's inner tube suddenly developed an "inflated" ego, and tried to free itself from the confines of his tire. The eruption of laughs could only be described as a lolcano.
It's too bad, because the rest of the ride was money. Well, that is, except for the 45 minutes of torrential rain and thunderstorms. But the part when we were killing all those Jamaican drug dealers? Money! More images:
It's too bad, because the rest of the ride was money. Well, that is, except for the 45 minutes of torrential rain and thunderstorms. But the part when we were killing all those Jamaican drug dealers? Money! More images:
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That cancer tire picture is so freakin awesome it just makes me want stab out loud. You know phhhht phhhht phhht until their all dead n shit. with the dying and bleeding all over the place... uh you do know right?
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