2001 (SB - Inspiration Point)
Standing on rocks...it's what the kids are doing these days. Catch the fever!
mid-2001 (backyard)
Not sure what this is called, so I dub it, a flower pole.
Alex: Such language. I'll not sit id....oh look; seagulls doing it!
As the sun sets in the West, so does the inexplicable pattern on Wes' shorts.
Steve and Avery engage in an epic battle of "Whose flatulence smells the most like what they just ate?"
Alex: Look ma! I clean up'd real good!
Jim couldn't shake the feeling that he was in immediate danger.
Alex: Hehe, he said "crap".
Suspicious of such a gathering, our spies capture this rare shot of the seated Macarena.
Wes: I'm gonna pee right here. You be my watchout.
(pause)
That means go watch other people.
Alex: I'm so majestic it hurts.
Seagulls like to crap on trashcans. What can I say.
Alex: I thought this was the no smiling table. Shitheads.
Wes wanted Tobin to be his "center". They said to go long, all the way to the car, stay there for 5-10 minutes, then come back.
