on this glorious cold spring morning in Detroit ROCK city, Michigan we wake up to the need to PISS OUR PANTS . . after walking up and down this wonderful block North, South, East and West we discover a church lurking in the distance . . we walk up its heavenly steps with the tune of voices of violence in our heads . . and man did we look hung over . . . they guided us into a mass where we sat for a total of one minuet staring blankely at the odd figures in the front dressed in white robes and holy crosses ( go religion !) . . . suddenly the realization that kati and I couldn't understand a damn thing this man was preaching we decided to continue on with our journey . . to the restroom . We found it . . in the basement . . possibly the BEST Piss of our lives . . THANK U JESUS!
ps: we almost crossed the Canadian border yesterday . . pretty intense how close we really are . .
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