I'm here visiting Grandma and taking in the cultural scene.
Then there was this stuff. It literally fell from the sky. No idea.
I got to wear this fancy vest to keep warm, though. That was pretty awesome.
Speaking of culture, something about this seems a little disturbing. Let's see, these guys are stockpiling guns, they've got plenty of booz and they're desperate for cash.
Gun guys: Come inside little boy.
Mookie: Pass.
Dad's been chauffeuring me around in this beast all week.
He was pretty pumped when he found these 44 oz. Mountain Dew slushies. Boom!
And I made a new friend. I've been having a blast, but all good things must come to an end and I'll have to return home soon. For now I'm just gonna relax and chill with Dad's crew.
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