Rikuo. Japan. Very nice.
I scored a few gems.
Bad ass tats. We found Flounder's dope ass design on a gas station lighter.
There was a critter or two. Hulk Hogan's southern relative.
Once the night came, it all turned into mayhem.
I wheelied JTP's dirt bike with Nasty Nick on the back and he fell right off. He saved his beer though.
Joe's pantelones went missing.
Trying to sell shit hung over in the hot sun.
John the Painter's Elsinore.
And finally, the awesomest shit ever.