sasquatch,

One of the only photos from the weekend i’m actually in. Monday morning, four of us had been playing urban golf, as evidenced by the tennis balls and clubs seen here. We were dumbass shitty drunk at this point and long given up on the idea of even trying to keep score while we absolutely had to stop and pose by the bus w/ the license plate that said ‘CLASS’. We eventually decided Blin had won by magically scoring 69 points just because he’s the most coordinated then just went back home.