After several trips to this location, our tour guide finally agreed to let us into this particular building without a level3 hazmat suit and respirator. It seems he was worried about us being exposed to asbestos and other yummy stuff like that. Thanks for your concern bro, but I think it's just a little late for that. I have been practicing this art form for a few years now, and if I'm not mistaken, I'm still the new guy in the krewe. The oldest but the newest, and thats all I'm sayin about that...
It was a really awesome day spent with friends taking pics until we were completely exhausted. Apparently our guides concerns weren't all that far of base though, at the end of the day sirens could be heard wailing throughout the facility. When we found the source of all the excitement there were guys running around in those spacesuit looking fire fighting outfits and screams of "MAN DOWN" and "WOMAN DOWN" and some guy with handcuffs and an AK-47 keeping us from seeing what was really going on. And the really fucked up thing about it was, it was all happening at the very building he didn't want us in...
With all this excitement we decided we had to have some kind of memento of our special day. So we all stopped at the souvenir shop on our way out where we were treated to some very nice gifts. Thanks again bro. That fucking rocked!
And just so you know, We here at Smashed Ambition are making our best efforts to be"green". It seems to have become very trendy to be involved in recycling, and we certainly want to be trendy and hip. In our efforts to be "green" I sent over 6 gigs of photos to the recycling bin on my computer after this trip. One of these days I will learn how to take a quality image... maybe
2 comments:
I want one of those fancy silver suits so I can go pimpin' through the city.
Those suits are the shit Mark. You can't help but feel like the Pimp Daddy when you get in one. We can arrange to get you in one...
Post a Comment