I was sitting around my house on a rainy day when I got a call from B
Dougs. He said that he and Rob were in Richmond on their way to Atlanta and asked if there were any indoor mini ramps around. Richmond doesn't have anything that cool, so he said they might call me on their way back. Five minutes later Rob called me and asked if I wanted to go with them. I told them how to get to my house, threw a bunch of shit in a bag and got in the car.

Leaving Richmond.

Gas station session.

Road sodas.

We tried to get some fire works. Everything was closed.


Trailer full of corn.

Round 2.

Atlanta. We didn't listen to anything except for the two Jeezy cd's that B Dougs had for the whole week we were there, and I somehow didn't hate it.

Everything was wet the whole time.

B
Dougs was wiping down the blocks with these pants bare-handed until I pointed out the human shit stains that were all over them.


We stayed at Rob's friend Aaron Brown's apartment.

No parking
bichez.

Went to check out some new spot in an abandoned building.


These guys were putting some serious work in. Cutting out the platform that they're standing on because the spot is underneath it.


This was it.

There was a party the night before at
Aarons. Someone chundered all over the stairs.

Ruin had a Dominion coffin board. Weird.

This shit was like five bucks. It was amazing.

I took a video by mistake. I was positive this was the last time we were going to see
Dougs though. He met some girl at a bar we went to the night before and was supposed to meet up with her this night. We were on our way to a party and he couldn't tell her how to get there so she said that she would pick him up and they would go together, even thought neither of them knew how to get there. He told us to stop and he got out of the car.

This guys dreadlocks got punched in the face and passed out in the corner.

This guy was there. Fanny pack, suspenders, shoulder camera case, and blue tooth.

So was Batman.

The Perfect Storm.


I couldn't believe they actually made it. B
Dougs' girl showed up and started opening bottles with her teeth. When everyone got psyched about it she was just like "What?
Yall cant do that?" She ruled.

Uncle George nonchalantly whipped out a prescription pill bottle and popped a beer open too.

Dougs knows how to pick em.

The floor in Uncle George's car.


This spot was sick, but it was wet.

So was this one.


The store right by Aaron's. Check out the lighting rig.




There was a shoe box full of some pretty questionable shit in B Dougs' trunk. Check the panties.

Left to go see Uncle George on his home turf... Athens.