as dom said, sat night was fucking rediculous.
story:
we were about to leave fiesta island when these guys come and ask for our help. so botte and i answer the call of duty. we fucking mcguyver these guys out of the sand and we're proud because we did a good deed. who wouldn't be?
part deux- we peace out, bumping M.I.A. mind you, and when we get to the gate we see the cop car (who didn't stop to help the screwed truck) take off. the gate is locked. we are fucked. so then we're revolting and i think we may have even blasted "fuck tha police" rage style. we were calling people asking for bolt cutters and everyone fucked us. we called the police and they told us to wait until morning. and then guy with flash light comes to the rescue. and with a POP and a THUMP for the lock breaking and hitting the ground, the gate was open. that man is my hero.
all stars:
dom & me and that guy with the fucking crobar.
moral:
always bring a freaking crobar.
it's that real gangster shit.
well it's been revolutionary. i'm greatful i had this experience.