After passing out at 6am I woke up bright eyed and bushy tailed at 9:30am. Everybody was asleep so I went on another solo mish. I went to st Marks place, got a coffee, slept at a Starbucks table for a while then hit up Tompkins for another nap. I was later found drinking German beers and eating Bratwurst at this epic German bar.
A Yeti and fake Tino were chasing each other around the park on stupid bikes.
Then the Yeti hit this passer-by woman who was taking a leisurely Saturday morning bike ride. The woman got pretty hurt up.
Total scene.
T.F. Report
Some chav left their Burberry shoes on the street.
Walking by Lit we were kidnapped by Chaka for some free beers.
Bro'dell wasn't DJ'ing cos it was only 4 in the afternoon and he was out west.
6 p.m. Wasted
Manhattan nightmares.
Manutes rockin a man purse.
Tino was bah-tending at the fish. I hate saying "the Fish"
Nice car, shame about the face.
Puleo and a bunch of other people had some art opening. It was a total nightmare. I lasted about 20 seconds.
This guy was there though. Duh.
Even the free beer couldnt keep me in there.
Total suprise attack by John Newtson.
Ooohh.
Fat Bill.
I was spotting the cast of Epicly Later'd.
Dan
Hank Hill
Meagan and her friends. Boaterhead on camera control.
That I beer, Like 20 deep by now.
Bros.
Manutes job.
I hope they let me in.
Whoah, double fisting.
Pat.
Andreas.
Andreas tried to jack a car.
I tried to jack myself.
Dick.