Saturday, July 18, 2009

183425 - Cañon Especial


Hello nation, multi-racial guest blogger Dave here. After readjusting all the crap in the Gray Ghost to accommodate Georgie and I, we started our day right - with some Denny's grandslamwiches and a side of friendship. Our time at ASU was drawing to a close; it got a little dusty in Colpitts's apartment when we had to say goodbye.

Along the way out of the 115 degree Phoenix heat towards the Mediocre Canyon, Georgie and I saw our first black bear...
...that was headed for this...
Our plan for the day was simple: photograph the Grand Canyon in all its splendor and glory:

And look out for Indian men posing for justusboys.com (Editor's note: This is a link to gay porn).
Things got a little bit complicated when Kyle began practicing Shotokan karate on the lip of the canyon. Georgie and I were pretty confused.
That's when Sean and Kyle found themselves locked in a harrowing fight to decide who got to spoon with Georgie in the tent that night. Things were starting to make sense.
Kyle flung Sean's waif-like body over the edge. Sean just managed to grasp a tiny ledge and held on.
With all his strength, he pulled himself inch-by-inch from the mighty fissure. With a new appreciation for the fleeting nature of life and love, he shared his deeply-held, but rarely-expressed feelings for NBA superstar Grant Hill.
Needless to say, our day was a huge success. And to top it all off, we got to hear Georgie use his finest pick-up line on a young, utterly terrified park ranger ("I'm from Maryland") and listen to Kyle's understanding of how the Grand Canyon was formed (highly concentrated meteor shower...seriously).

The sunset was average at best.
So we headed off to our campsite, which we paid for with quarters, nickels, and a one dollar I.O.U. Between the shooting stars we all saw (except Georgie), the bro-bonfire, bro-beers, bro-cheddar brats and bro-tunes, Georgie could no longer quell his animal impulses and broke into dance. All of us wore our hearts on our bro-sleeves that night.

Next stop: Vegas, baby, Vegas.

- Cantu

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