Xtreme Ice Carting 2 (Page 2)
Ryan wheelies back into the picture (literally) showing why he's a part of this event. He's got the tricks and talent, I have the smarts and silliness.
I just died right there in the snow that night. An Ice Carting trip went bad, causing the death of this young individual. Thankfully, I was not dead, just sleeping.
I stand up, and face the world that is now forever changed, now that I have severe brain damage. Oh wait, I always had that weird and crazy brain. That would explain a lot.
I tried several times to get a picture of Ryan in mid-air, but due to the slow delay in my camera, I just couldn't get it. So that explains what he's doing in this picture.
Right, Ryan holding the cart, so that we could silently slip through the Union unnoticed. It would've worked had I not been covered in snow. No, I wasn't outside...honestly. Some bully jumped me, stole my wallet, and threw me into the ice machine.
Below, Ryan heads back towards the Union, as another fun filled day of Ice Carting comes to an end. We figured it was about time to go back to work, considering we were both still punched in.
