respect

just got back from jamaica, shit was pretty cool, not sure i would go back though. some guy walked up to me and JP last night and said ” hey mon, you guys recognize me ” and being the innocent americans we are we somehow thought he was our cab driver george but all cleaned up, and we were like “oh yea hey george what’s up”. this guy takes us into the casino, bumbs a smoke, we buy him a beer, i go to take a dump, and he is waiting for me outside the bathroom and he says, ” hey mon, george needs a 20″. so since i figured i would see him in the morning for our 5 AM flight i said, ” hey mon here you go” . this morning, we realized it was not george, and we felt really dumb, and totally awesome at the same time. well thats pretty much how i feel all the time, but this time it was intensified. heres some pics from the trip.
i like this picture because it looks like the kid on the right is starting to levitate, and the other kids are trying to keep him down.