this is after brian chugged a pitcher of sierra nevada:

james doing his best small child in a fur hood impression:

at i-42 they have a strict beer bong policy: if you don't hit a cup, you sit under the table. my beer pong partner patty didn't hit a cup and so:

pete was sitting quietly when these two renegade pong balls fell into his lap. NOTE: they have not in any way been tampered with. this was how they fell:

chris is my prettiest friend. and he LOOOOOVES q-tips. seriously. this picture was taken halfway through a twenty minute conversation about ear hygiene:

this is one of my favorite pictures:

and this is the arm bone from the board game operation that i saw on my way to starbucks when i was at work:

in honor of this weather i leave you with this:
so for now we are young
let us lay in the sun
& count every beautiful thing we can see.

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