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Although he’s managed to survive for 30 years our great friend BOB is by no means “all grown up”. In fact, I think he’s regressively become more immature now than ever.

We all met up at Heath’s for some cake, beers, and Pinata fun. In retrospect it might have been a bad idea to start the night off encouraging and rewarding BOB for hitting/breaking stuff.

We went to Little Tokyo, the Kereoke bars there weren’t really ready for BOB. Some guys that were already there made some snide jokes and comments towards some friends, so BOB decided to serenade them as punishment… yeah some dude got crazy, we got kicked out.

I don’t know if the new flying punch technique is a good idea…

Ahhh yes, why write captions when we can all be quiet and push play. Happy Birthday Bobby Boy!

It was bound to happen, congrats Angel!

As if 8 hours of traffic school wasn’t torture enough, the teacher just put my name on the board for talking to much and using my iPhone.

Justin couldn’t decide between lipslide or bluntslide.