a.m. breakfast at Helens...

I was wicked hurtin guy.

My breakfast of champions.

Brokeback breakfast.

Ricky and Logan took turns driving. They have no licenses but since we were on vacation it was ok. This is the most scared I've ever been.

666 mile

In case any of you guys are ever out there, we left some beers in the trailer.

Boobie-traps.

The big beer comes everywhere.

Demassek band photo. Name that skatepark.

Yard-saleing.

Gnarley Davidson.

This one family having a yard sale was pretty hyped on us. They took some snapshots as we were leaving.

Grandma didnt even bat an eyelid at the machette.

How's this for the family album.

Me and Lewis, hug and make-up.

Sorry buddy.

Meanwhile back at band camp.

Dan and Pat had some brokeback rain gear.

Damien kept it real with his authentic mexican poncho.

Damo was the only guy that actually came prepared. He was bummed when the rain stopped.

As the sun breaks above the clouds...

Tequila and pickle juice.

I borrowed a shopping kart from the supermarket. We used to do this at Livi all the time.

Livingston is the land of shopping karts and dog shit.

This local dude climbed the tree and was shaking the branches. I thought he was just some mental Mainer but it turns out he was shaking the rain out of the branches so it wouldn't fall on the ramp. Or maybe not, I dunno.

Me and Jay snuck away to practice guitar spins.

Then busted them out for the anxious crowds.

In the midst of all the excitement a dog busted a nut on Logans leg.

Chicks with guns.

Brandy Rhoads.

Hightower played.

While Pensyl sat on the tailgate and giggled for 3 hours.

Frankendods was out.

Shane was out of his mind.

Jake started the set pretty sober. He started guzzling a bottle of Beam and was hammered by the 3rd song.

This is some wilderbeast shit.

Sooo last years machette.

Cerebal Halsey.

Jake stopped caring.

This guy fell over and got a nail in his face.

Tent art.

Man-ass.

Ricky searched for a snake for hours and eventually found one.

:

Aftershock.

Dennis wasn't feeling it.

Tooth.

Screwboo on the ramp. This is the first photo of anyone on the ramp that night so we can blame him.

Total man love. inside the forest of feelings.

These super young kids showed up. Andreas was like "let's throw stuff at them!"

I hucked a beer and smacked the smallest of the 14 year old girls in the head.

Schmittyish photo of Rob.

Maineiacs.

Fights broke out.

The caring-meter was definitely starting to drop.

Cookout sat around and contemplated the tree jump.

Ricky went for it.

Everyone picked him up off the ramp like roadkill. I don't think this is that photo though.

An actual fight broke out.

Who's got the white chucks giving the atomic wedgie?

Jerry Mrazz.

Jerrys Mrass

Fallis removed his glasses and anhilated everyone.

Collinson "Ok one person is going to knock him the fuck out"

I had fire in my eyes.

Shirts came off.

(Pensyls in the background taking his shirt off too)

The crowd was hyped.