I went to Alaska. Fished. Partied. Shot shit. Ran Trails. Hiked Mountains. Slept Outside. Got chased out of fishing holes by Bears. Had Fun. Alaska is Diamonds.
Party:
An unsober decision to put some life into bland corporate street art.
My guess is the midnight sun elicits native Alaskan's to show what is under their sundress.
Um yeah. No comment.
Guns:
Time to shoot shtuff with a backdrop of a lifetime.
Elyse hates aluminum cans. So much that she takes the full force of a 30-06 to execute them.
Fish
Row, row, row your boat, gently down the Kenai River. Merrily merrily merrily let's go catch some fish.
Gotcha!
"Ahhhhhhhhhh!!! You're cutting my flesh off!!!!!"
Yeah, I wouldn't fight that guy for stealing my lunch. Alaskan bullies aren't nothing to mess with.
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