Do you know how fast you were going? Seven miles per hour, miss.
No way, dude.
Yeah, uh-huh.
Mikl is also unconvinced
Armed against the chill of a Costa Mesa night
Sister Liam explains it all for you:
genericus via beer goggles
provide your own damn caption
I am the god of misery
It wouldn’t be a costa mesa party without the police helicopter
Be My Blog 
haha!!! that one where i am explaining things. i have no idea about.
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😉
so. relaxed.
yep.
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whew, im not the only one snappin away at the cop-chopper!!
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