≫Dodging Raindrops Under My Louis Vuitton Umbrella
≫Kenji's homeboy from Japan came down to see the sites, drank the drank, smoke the dank, chase them skanks. Fuck the language barrier, dranking and partying is the universal language spoken worldwide. The night before I went retarted at Joemm's house, turned into a dinosaur, threw my clothes into the pool, woke up naked in Jape's new house...still drunk, lasted till 8pm the next day. Worst days of my life, manned up and forced myself to Bishamon to continue the party for Masashi's farewell. I kept myself hydrated for the rest of the night with good 'ol H20. A rare night at Bishamon...it was fucking empty so basically it was our own private party. I've never seen the Bishamon people so drunk...wildin' out! While I took pics halfway sober...
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