After only two days at home, I took off for norcal to spend a couple days in SF and later visit my brother in Eureka. I was pretty exhausted after Las Vegas, but I was looking forward to seeing my bro at least.
Pretty much my view for 4 hours.
Welcome to sf...thunder cunt.
my view from the room. kinda dope.
so I get a text from chris, and the conversation goes something like this:
C: "You're in San Francisco?"
B: "Yeah"
C: "Same here, since when?"
B: "Today and tomorrow. where are you staying?"
C: "Ghetto ass monarch hotel...where are you staying?"
B: "Ghetto ass holiday inn on van ness..."
C: "You're down the street from us. haha"
B: "Oh shit. haha"
So I walked the whole 5 blocks down to the monarch hotel and met up with chris, darlene, jerome, and lee. we were gonna head over to june's house for a little drinking action.
jerome, lee, darlene, and chris waiting for june to finish her make-up.
shots of bacardi gold all around.
followed by a little king's action. they were making up new rules and messing up the game along the way, but I digress.
the shots kept coming and the beer kept flowing...so of course things started to get a little crazy.
lee was our designated driver for the night. thanks buddy, and nice looking shirt too!
see what I mean?
see what I mean?
june
Look at this good looking group of people. Why am I always in the same spot doing the same pose.
done-zo's. this is what good friends are for. thanks to june for the hospitality, and to chris and the gang for letting me tag along. what are the odds...
lol why are all of your friends filipino?!
ReplyDeleteHey Brandon! I am sorry for making you guys wait outside in the cold while I put on my make up. Hahahaha. And not ALL of your friends are Filipino... just a lot of them. ;-)
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