Auburn here we come...  Yeah, we are tired.  Yeah, we had our weed taken.  Yeah, Vegas women might have given us some shit on our lip?  But, here we come.   

Auburn...Biggest show of the tour.  We sold out the bar and had the entire place turned into a dirty hoedown.  The 4 D's were in full effect... Dancing, Drinking and Double D's.  We saw a lot of female mammories on this one.  What else from Auburn?  Did the 6 shot song.  That was a mess.  6 shots of Wild Turkey during an hour set.  Cool.  Now we can't stand up.  Let's drink till 6 am?!  Again.   Also thank you to Colonel Jimmy and the Blackfish (raunchy shit) and Drinkin at Your Funeral.

Syphilis Heights here we come...

Our good friends from SB relocated to Folsom a while back.  They are the best early Johnny Cash tribute band hands down.  The Cash Prophets.  We played at Ugly's Bar in Citrus Heights.  Not only was the show raging, but they hooked us up with a bit of white lightnin'.  And some cool apple shit that got you real drunk and tasted like momma's cookin'.  We didn't leave empty handed and we made off with a bunch of Deadbilly's gear as well!  So a Mason jar of moonshine later, we were on the road.  Thank you boys.