.Old Gold

every month were gona bring you a chunk of old gold, strait outa the atc archives.

this trip was amazing, the first time id traveled with dicko, he nearley lost his eye playing silly twats with a lighter an a toilet roll an pume stacked like a deamon an even snaped is mountainwheelie skate, we were staying in a haunted shed to an it even had something writen on the back in blood, no shitin ya.

we spent most of our time listening to jazz, eating spoted mushroom an wresteling purple an green elfs, ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm


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