One night we decided to go ice blocking at Eisenhower park in Orange, CA. It’s a great park for any kind of hang out. The park is HUGE and it even has like a mini zoo I believe. Anyways, there’s really huge hills there and its perfect for ice blocking. If you don’t know what ice blocking is…well basically you go to your local grocery store and go to the “ice” section of the store. There will be a block of ice for sale. Some grocery stores don’t carry it, so you might want to call around first. So once you have bought your block of ice, look for a big grassy hill. Sit on the block of ice and ride down the hill. Basically since Southern California doesn’t get snow….this is what we do.
So we decided to get some bikes and skateboards and ride down to Bruxie’s Gourmet Waffle Sandwiches. It was like a 5 mile ride. It was a weird day. The bike that Tori “the girl on the left” was riding kept on breaking. The handle bars would slide out of place and I think it got a flat tire also. I tripped over a crack on the sidewalk and my skateboard flew and crossed like 4 lanes of traffic and didnt hit a single thing. I honestly cant remember anything else that happened that day. I’m pretty sure that sums it all up.
We had a bonfire a few years ago in Hunington Beach, CA. Kyle thought it would be cool if we branded each other with the metal hot dog sticks. So we were letting the sticks rest in the fire till they were turning an amber color. I decided to take mine out while he was talking to someone. I branded him from the top of his chest around his neck to the bottom of his waist. Basically one big continuous line. Of course that pissed him off. So this is the picture of the revenge marks. He somehow made a smiley face with all the poking he was doing. Anyways, there’s no scars left from it. Which is really odd.