Yo, snack bastards, listen up
Next weekend is camping. period. even if no one wants to go im bout to hit that shit up by myself and have a solo spiritual journey or some hippie shit like i like. Everyone who is interested in having a sweet ass, fucked up, X-rated good time in the woods of wisconsin should leave a comment so i can count yall off when im making reservations. leave the location and the plainning to me and mrs. rasche. we got yall asses/backs. the more people that come, the bigger and more secluded areas we can get, but if its a chill ass little group, thats cool too.
SMASHED ON THE ROCKS
SMASHED ON THE ROCKS