It feels like ages ago when me, Chadman, Earl, and Quinn lived in Room 106 together. What a pile of shit. Above is Chadman’s side of our room. And below is a photo of Earl not being drunk.
Just thought it would be nice to take a little trip down memory lane… For as disgusting as that place was, I still miss it for some reason. Now go put some raw meat in your ceiling and go skate. Oh wait, the ground is covered in snow. I guess just put some raw meat in your ceiling and call it a day then.