RIP joey/wyme

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candi and jason misses you YME you left too soon...
 
I'll get around to painting this one of these days.

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me and joey talked about getting maried last summer....i loved him so much he was so funny and fucking true....... my crust lord your crust godess will hopefully see each other soon..... r i p YME
 
i met joey in frederick maryland in 07' or 08', somehow he got stranded there for a couple weeks, he lived out of my friend christina's car with the rest of our crew. in maryland we had a chain of banks called "chevy chase", i wont forget his line "the actor? he owns all these banks?" joey was a real cool kid and i'm glad i met him, rip joey.
 
Wyme was a wonderful friend. He kept me going through some tough shit.

In Richmond, Wyme, a few other people, and I, used to go busking together all the time. On one particular ocassion, we were riding the free bus back from Shockoe Bottom when this old person asked me to play a tune on banjo. Well, next thing you know, Wyme and I, as drunk as we were, we started to get all rowdy with the music. We were screaming out all these old-time songs, and we got EVERYBODY on the bus pounding on the back of their seats, yelling along with us. We even got people from the street to get on the bus to watch. It was a fucking punk show on the free bus. A true testament to Wyme's character: He couldn't play a damn radio, but he could get anyone to have a good time.