Last week I made a promise to check out a huge boulder perched up on a hill side, so Saturday morning I did. After about twenty minutes of driving I was under the boulder, still on the road its looking like its on private land and if its not, there will be a couple hundred yards of private to cross with the house right there. The detour was not a complete waste as I drove back to the highway I looked up a gully and saw this.
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| on the left side of the wall was the only good rock,the rest is really fucking soft |
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| the next 4 pictures look like they have been traced with chalk. I thought they looked cool ,call me a bitch |
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| I translated this, its a story of how 4 men were having coffee and A FIGHT RANG OUT it was two against two. one group had tridents (or pitch forks if you have no imagination) the others had none. one got his head stabbed off the other guy got stabbed in the genitals but did not spill his coffee. THE END |
