Round 3?

It was a Monday night and I had some friends over. As the night grew old, people began to leave. It ended up just being me, Pat, and Warren. Aemles CEOs Joe and Hugo rolled through at about 10pm. So we all decided to go walk the Fullerton Trails..

Joe got a fresh new lip.


Goodguys.

You're the most amazing car anyone could ever have.

Rollin' out to the trails.

Joe: Dippin'.

Tough guys.

No lie, we walked through pretty far. Then we heard some noises..

..and that's just what we did.

We heard rustling in the bushes and we actually all ran. Even the "tough guys" (Pat and Hugo) were frightened and dashed off back towards the car. Not to mention we also saw a mysterious person walking through the trails on the other side waving a flashlight around, by him/herself at 12am. As we ran to our cars, we could see the figure making its way towards us quickly. But fortunately we were able to get away in time. We did not feel like finding out who or what it was.

Somebody's watching.

- Kelvin G. Santos

3 Deep.

We started the night off right with some In-N-Out with our really good friend Corey. The Night just kept getting fresher from there. Went to Boba Loca, Fullerton Trails, Downtown Brea, then some creepy Brea Trails. Gnarly bro.

Aesim?

Corey's hatchy.

Joe rolled through with us in his fresh Teggy.
New rims.


Corey.

Joe.

Pit stop.

"Wash Me".

Cheeeeee.

Hyped on straws.

Went to Boba Loca and picked up Johnny too.

Trail Rules.

Fact: We were 5 heads deep.

Fact: We all b*tched out.

Downtown Brea.

Nightlife.

JDM Face-off.

3 Deep.

Corey, Warren, and Joe.

Corey and Joe.

JDM AS F//CK.

Called it a night after walking some weird Brea Trail.

Part 2 coming soon, hopefully.

- Kelvin G. Santos

Freshest Fridays.

After a busy day, I felt like just kicking back. So I invited some buddies over to hang out at my pad and grub!

Baby Joe.

Good news ladies, he's single.


On the phoneskies.

That's just how they roll.

Justin, Andrew, and Brionna.

Justin o_O

Ora Monse!

Wii.

Ended the night at DB's pad, mad chillin' with all the homies.

- Kelvin "got his jacket for 3 bucks" G. Santos

Trails Is Shoutin'.

Those trails are scary at night, no lie Sammy.

Entering.

Walking.

Leaving.


Got scared and ate at the Crusty Doughnut Shop by Pizza Hut.

Warren was not feeling lucky.

Fernando Pinto rocking my glasses.

Bombest sandwiches.

"Here Kelvin, handles."

No idea what he's doing, but we're going back to those trails.

Stay posted.

- Kelvin G. Santos