You ever throw one of those parties where some young dude shows up, opens every beer in the fridge but sets 'em down, mostly full, all over your house before grabbing another, still manages to puke on your shoes then spends the next 5 hours trying to win your approval by telling you about the time his dad raised a 275 pound tarantula that he ended up feeding to his Megashark?
Yeah... this wasn't one of those. In fact, I have no idea what I'm talking about. It's been a really long minute now.
Davin is our Detroit homie... he came, he saw, he crushed it. Here's what he had to say about his adventures in The Greatest City On Earth.
Davin, stoked to meet you, homie! Get your ass back out here, I wanna puke on your shoes.
6 comments:
You the man, Stone. Thx for the love! Nice work on the links, too.
Xoxo
Blood Falcons, FTW!
Thanks for stealing my MM post just before I was gonna post it..........Dick.
Verbatim, too, right?
Sorry, BA --- didn't know if you'd ever drop it...
(God, Sorry, Davin. Photo Content excepted, this is the worst post ever? I haven't been sleeping much lately...)
That's where you're wrong, Steven. If it wasn't for your great write up, I may have never learned about Great Salt Lake pumping project!
That Bonnepan is SO hot.
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