She really got the crowd going with a drumbeat version of Funky Cold Medina.
"Big sis is gonna pay for beating me at Gran Turismo. Oh yes, she is gonna pay."
We took a road trip to Astoria (land of the Goonies!) to view their beautiful moss.
Mike is the pitcher on the kickball team. Or the roller. The thrower? Baller?
Who would have thought they'd see these two drinking!
Joey Alvarez! (Mari sighs)
At 6:30, we found Mari's party limit. Also, we hypnotized her to think she was a chicken when she awoke. Let the party continue!
Colby never expected Debby to turn on him. And she'd better change her mind soon if she didn't want the others to know she was canoodling with a walrus last month.
A sharp reminder of why hopping from pole to pole is best left to stuntmen and Italian plumbers.
Colby was still being rejected months after telling that tasteless sea otter joke.
I...I...I'm not sure I want to venture a guess here.
Summer solstice wouldn't be complete without the baby shotput.
Sea lion fashion runway.
Gina kept her purse with her at all times. She claims it was for medication, but we all saw the tiny alien hand sticking out half the night.
