So it’s about 2:50am and I’m drunk off my fucking mind blogging my life away. Today was a pretty dope day. Dave rolled up to go riding up in the canyons with our streetbikes. Almost ate shit on this one turn but kept my cool and survived. Story of my life. 6pm roll around and we head out to Chuck Nasty’s crib to watch the Vargas vs Mayorga fight.
Anyone thirsty?
All I can say was that I was pretty godamn disappointed in the Main Event. The first two fights before were much more entertaining. There was this crazy ass, possessed white boy with red shorts that fought this dude Citron(sp?). Anyone that saw the fight knows exactly what I was talking about. This kid was a fucken G. Had the heart of a champion and never let up. Too bad he lost the fight. Would have been absolutely HILARIOUS to watch him win.
Val Kilmer aka ICEMAN
Rocky & Vargas
After Vargas got his ass whooped knocked down twice and let the city of Oxnard in despair, we went ahead and handled some pool.
On the way home hitting 100mph the whole way, we ran over a raccoon and tried to get a picture of the dead carcass but couldn’t find it. I guess he survived the hit from the car and went towards a safer location. Wow……THE END.
