Ashley. Driving.
Ashley, Ben, Brendan, and I drove up to Canada late Saturday afternoon.
Dallas, J.R., and Matt were already waiting for us. They got the hotel room and stocked up on booze.
Brendan & Matt. "Party shirt".
The night's beverage: Bacardi and Diet Coke.
Ashley.
We played 8s and got a bit tipsy.
Matt & Brendan. Drunk.
Matt & J.R. Deviant.
Dallas. Man of MYSTERY.
Ashley & Ben.
Ash and I got dolled up, the best we could.
Ash & Ben. Naughty
J.R. Looking "stoooooned".
I don't think you look stoned, Jar.
Matt & I.
ASH TOLD ME TOO! Great shot, I think.
Matt & I.
Things began to blur.
J.R. & I.
Happy b-day!!!
Ben. Hardcore mofo.
Ashley & Ben. Being cutsie.
312. Our door.
Thank you, Chatou Grandville.
The room. What a state.
Is that the slinky?
Ashley & Ben.
It was so bright the next morning. Ash, Ben , and Brendan headed home after that. But The rest of the boys and I weren't quite satisfied. It was time to hunt for another room and another night of happy.
Building.
It was a gorgeous day.
Dallas & Matt.
Going in to the garage. J.R. was going to meet up down there.
Me.
We really needed to shower.
Dallas & I.
Uh oh, boredom kicks in.
Matt.
I don't know if Matt feels safe with us.
Ben & Ash. Walking down Grandville.
The city is great. The streets across from our hotel - sex shop on each corner. AWESOME.
25 cent Peep Shows. See?
Feets.
Food food food food food...
The Cecil.
NASTY MOTEL OF CRAP.
The boys.
We had a couple hours to kill before we could check into the crumby motel, so we hit downtown and saw what there was to see.
Dallas.
The boys.
J.R.
The boys.
Ohh, what is this?
Matt & Dallas.
Vancouver.
Matt & J.R. Attempt.
Matt & J.R. Success.
Biron the Entertainer.
We stopped for a couple hours to watch an English guy in front of the art museum. He loved us, "The Americans". We seemed to be the only ones who understood his jokes.
Biron.
Juggling fire, escape from a straight jacket and 60 ft of metal chain... just your average day.
Biron.
He told me to take this picture for everyone back home. I'm sorry people.
BC Liquor Store.
It was a friggin' grocery store, I swear!!!
Matt. Longing in its purest form.
He just said, "God, I wish this was alchohol".
Dallas.
Well, we got vodka, got a room, and got pissed.
Matt, myself, & J.R. So in love.
Matt, J.R., me, and Dallas. GROUP SHOT!!
Toilet.
Mmmm vodka.
Matt.
Dur-unk-a-dunk.
J.R. & Dallas.
Ass. What a night. I tell yah. BOMB.
