Trev, Ash, Sam and me....those were the days, tight pants and track bikes, bandanas with flair, chillin at the BN with the Bone, chatting space and time over a tall can, pool 88 nakid gain dogger TL....RIP 262, cafe missions to Horseshoe Bay with Little T, time is flying, but when I look at all these old photos of the shit we used to do......man good times!! More to come TL.
the turkey! bone's looking like a spring chicken
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