Farewell to the Dirty

Our final days in the south were spent with friends at Tickfaw (i don't know how to spell it). Awesomeness, Drunkeness, and partytimeusaness ensued...
Enjoy

JAWS!

So Ryan was thrashing some bowl in Denver and colided his jaw with some little bikers forehead. Now he is gangstered out blingin' with his jaw wired together for six weeks. That bling around his neck has to be worn at all times in case he throws up in his mouth. Gnarly.