Look who decided to come along on our trip.
Traffic on the Goddamn 405.
E-Roc the shock.
Nate Dogg.
"Piss" stop.
Road food.
Our one pointless stop.
Nathan was doing homework on the way. That's what you call "over-achieving."
After 8 fuckin' hours and 14 stops, we finally make it to the Bay Bridge.
SF taxis.
First step onto SF grounds.
She tried to fake having beers ready for us.
I guess she didn't really care cuz' she was already drunk.
Now its fuckin' 4:12 A.M. and im ready to go to sleep. More updates tomorrow.
P.S. Tony, i fucking hate you.
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