Ok, so I may have taken quite a few shots of this thing.
The new iPod Shuffle. The first iPod that will be swallowed as part of a fraternity initiation.
While Jake was adept at shooting penis shapes onto rocks, his team wished he spent a little more time firing at the enemy.
It's a thumb, you sex maniac.
The man behind the magic. And the man whose pocket was soon to be ablaze.
Water as a stream of light. Poser.
Steve Jobs: There's just one more thing.
Shit! God damn childproof cap. I need the yellow ones to do this right! Reality distortion field...fading.
Blond kid: For the last time; Yes, I'm in the band Hanson. And no, none of us are woman. Yes, I'm sure.
As a cost cutting experiment, the face-off drops were temporarily handled by robotic blimps.
At this point, we think he had successfully hypnotized himself. Up next; Lopaka clucks like a chicken.
As Madeline said while we were there; all this shot needs now is a unicorn and a rainbow and it'd be perfect.
iPod graphs excite Steve.
Mossy rocks made for great cover from enemy fire. The moss, by the way, is not undelicious.
Ref: Naked goalie, you can do your leg lifts another time. Get up.
