Story Time

This one’s a ride. It opens at a luxury treatment center in Malibu—good views, good intentions… and DJ Pete tracks that didn’t quite hit.

Then it gets wild. Waking up behind the wheel, completely naked. Feet in the ocean. Driving while peaking on mescaline, watching the fog turn into blood. Getting held up at gunpoint. Sliding sideways down Stagecoach Road. Stopping and crashing at green lights like it was normal.

We talk about the road trip where we stayed with a small-town cop while the van was getting repaired—a cop who gave off serious pedo vibes…and turned out, years later, we were right.

And of course, stealing road signs and watching our friends run from the cops like it was a sport.

Somehow, we lived to tell it. And looking back, it’s clear—God had His hand on us the whole time. Even in the madness, He never let go.