I know, it's been forever. The trip was more chaos than I could ever have imagined. From truck breakdowns, to tires shooting across the road, to massive amounts of cleavage and more tramp stamps than you can smack your weenie on, I have a million stories to tell and a few pictures to post along with.
I'm going to keep this short today because I'm still decompressing and getting used to being at home. Plus, I'm fucking exhausted.
Peace, I still live.Labels: Myrtle Beach Bike Week., tramp stamps |
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