I somehow lost all the photos from Albuquerque. Classic Coyle, I know…
So, as you may or may not know we had to get a bus for this tour. While this seems very glamorous the truth is, we have to pay for the damn thing and the price tag is one that instantly gives any sane man a blood shitting, stomach eating ulcer. Seeing as we are still the same broke assholes we were thirty days ago we couldn’t afford to do it alone (hell we still can’t afford it), so we are sharing the bus with or new favorite homies ever Unearth.
All we knew about these guys coming into this tour was this. Needless to say we thought they may be out of our league so to speak, but we were way off base. These dudes fucking rule, down to earth, funny motherfuckers who just want to crush cold ones and rock. Just look at ‘em:
I don’t have any photos of Justin or Ken because Justin spent the last couple days barfing out of his top and bottom holes and Ken was probably to busy saying something horribly offensive/ incredible funny to someone.
Don’t you just want to go out for some hot wings, a pitcher of PBR and talk about Kelly’s Roast Beef with these Massholes?
Like I said before, this summer is gonna rule.
Tour To Live!