Kickball - more intense than you remember.
Ponytail girl: C'mon and give me a hug! I know you want to. I promise that I won't tag you out. I just want some love. No, really. I'm terribly lonely.
Sean's falling down shot would have been more impressive if something besides his own two feet caused him to tumble.
It wasn't Jeff's turn on the surface, he just liked jumping back and forth.
Green is pretty.
The top of yet another waterfall. One of many tempting spots to leap from. Except I hear it's not as fun as they make it out to be in Romancing the Stone. And they had a car. And a Danny Devito at the bottom.
Brody looks for a nice place to sit and contemplate why he keeps finding melted chapstick in Madeline's pockets.
She deserved it.
Beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!
Montanan starts to wonder why he traveled 1400 miles to eat at a mexican chain restaurant with mac nerds.
Sean (internal): It rubs the lotion on its skin, or else it gets the hose again. It puts the lotion in the basket. Sean, don't you dare put the lotion in that basket of flowers.
The Confetti Kid gets a taste of his own medicine.
Guitarist: I don't think my flame motif is coming through. Do you have a match?
As the DJ sorts thru her records, she makes a mental note to strangle whoever slipped a copy of Snow's Informer into her box.
