The troops were rallied and we voyaged to the Desert for a 3 day weekend. Pardon the out of order photos but sometimes blogger doesn't cooperate.
The second we walked into Zelda's it was like we were in Tijuana circa 1993
The scene at the Ace Hotel
Tons of this between San Diego and Palm Springs
Mikey's shirt must have shrank in the heat
Dawley at the halfway point in Julian
Cory stretching it out
Jay crushing not only golf balls
Necessities....Smirnoff and extra gas
Aaron Grace didn't drive so he was a little stressed at the lack of control he had
Who in there right mind gives us 5 golf carts?
Dawley and Brent not looking so good after dinner
Dawley putting his tail light and tags back on with a road side piece of rope. Notice the melted lens from getting caught against the tire
CL Smooth crusin'
I think a bird hit Cory's glasses
Brent relaxing at the pool in Borrego Springs
Gassing up for departure
The second we walked into Zelda's it was like we were in Tijuana circa 1993
The scene at the Ace Hotel
Tons of this between San Diego and Palm Springs
Mikey's shirt must have shrank in the heat
Dawley at the halfway point in Julian
Cory stretching it out
Jay crushing not only golf balls
Necessities....Smirnoff and extra gas
Aaron Grace didn't drive so he was a little stressed at the lack of control he had
Who in there right mind gives us 5 golf carts?
Dawley and Brent not looking so good after dinner
Dawley putting his tail light and tags back on with a road side piece of rope. Notice the melted lens from getting caught against the tire
CL Smooth crusin'
I think a bird hit Cory's glasses
Brent relaxing at the pool in Borrego Springs
Gassing up for departure
2 comments:
I will do my best to not gauge your manhood based on your Smirnoff Ice.
It's the being "iced" game. Hide an Ice and if you accidently stumble across it you have to take a knee and chug it. After being "iced" 6 times I may have developed a taste for it.
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