Wild Style! Love this little guy.
Always love a good father son picture. I flew home this past weekend to visit my family for the holiday. I had a such a great time, usually I feel overwhelmed but I had just the right amount of time to accomplish a lot. My pops took me back to some creeks we used to visit while I was young and showed me where his 56 Chevy truck is buried up to the fenders. I’ll dig it out one day and drive it across America I swear. Still has the sticker he put on it when he was 18, “WARNING, If you value your life as much as I value this truck, DON’T FUCK WITH IT!”
He sees you when you’re sleeping. Merry Christmas! In a few hours I will wake up open some gifts, have a delicious waffle breakfast (my personal favorite of all time, w/ peanut butter and home-made maple syrup), pack my bag, jump on a plane, split my hours in my hometown between my separated family, open gifts, squeeze in some buddy time, sleep, pack a bag, jump on a plane, kiss my gal, eat Bob’s Big Boy, and finally arrive home. A wonderful Christmas tradition.
I am in the wronggggg business. In school they should tell you that a degree is garbage and you should invest all your time in hobbies. Everything that is incredibly fun can make you a fortune. Sure you will struggle at first and have your ups and downs but it would be worth it. In the corporate world you waste your life away and unless you are willing to put 20+ years into a terrible company you will only make 30-50k a year. While the dreamers are traveling the world and living it up. I really need a licensed motorcycle or a porsche so I can join the party.