GONNA MAKE IT THROUGH THIS YEAR IF IT KILLS ME!
Holy smokes, what a tour! It started with a flight to Australia, ended with the Night Owls Print bosses getting married and had MOTORCYCLE ACCIDENTS! BROKEN BONES! TWO POSSIBLE LAWSUITS! DEBRIDING INFECTIONS! EVICTIONS! DYING PETS! WINDSHIELD MISHAPS! AN OIL CHANGE! RICK JOHNSON!!!
I want to thank everyone who was super kind to us on this tour, especially in places we had never been to before (Dallas + Beloit.) We don’t do this enough, here’s a handful of “photographs” from this very dangerous very fun tour.
Touring mates The Smith Street Band drinking some incredibly sweet neon drinks. One of them was called something like Lumiflavor or Electritaste or Voltvomit or something.
The money shot. During two days off in Australia, I decided to take a trip to Bali. After competently riding a motorbike along the south coast for a few hours, I incompetently bailed on a highway. Thankfully, I only broke my clavicle. This photo was taken moments after my buddy Nick cleaned a majority of the wounds out with hand sanitizer.
Oh, and a sunburn of course.
As a Jew, I’d really appreciate it if we were hate-crimed correctly, okay? Or is shit just wacky in the southern hemi?
I’m not entirely sure when and where this picture came from. Perhaps Witt’s house? Oh wait, it’s from Orlando. I can tell from the SUB-PAR Chinese food Matt is eating. That’s right, I said it.
Tom gears up for a sunny day at Hogwarts. Thanks Krystal for the free tickies!
If yr in Alabama, you gotta up the punx. There’s not even enough time to fully extend the anarchy A to the edge of the circle. There’s more electric boxes and more punx to be upped. Go up ‘em.
Who knew books could be funny?
Rick Johnson passes by your friendly neighborhood weapons store to consider a new direction for Mustard Plug.
Let it be known that the Staybridge Suites in Tallahassee literally has free unlimited beer, or at least did the day we stayed there. Free sandwiches too. Also I think Mike stole some macaroni and cheese. Anyway, keep that shit like a secret.
Mike Costa drinks TWO butterbeers, the delicious (but apparently non-alcoholic) beverage that tastes like a Werther’s Original covered in whipped cream. Goes down smooth!
Oh and how can I forget that we saw MOTHERFUCKING JOEY FATONE at Islands of Adventure. Also, isn’t it kind of odd that the dude from N*Sync, a guy who is by all rights a superstar (despite what time period they were popular, you know it’s true) and probably gets bugged all the time would wear a fucking shirt with his name on it to a crowded amusement park filled with kids?
So yeah… fun time! Here’s to hoping the next tour has less threats, pain, and terror! More Joey Fatone!!!
