Alex: I thought this was the no smiling table. Shitheads.
Seagulls like to crap on trashcans. What can I say.
Alex: I'm so majestic it hurts.
Wes: I'm gonna pee right here. You be my watchout.
(pause)
That means go watch other people.
Suspicious of such a gathering, our spies capture this rare shot of the seated Macarena.
Alex: Hehe, he said "crap".
Jim couldn't shake the feeling that he was in immediate danger.
Alex: Look ma! I clean up'd real good!
Steve and Avery engage in an epic battle of "Whose flatulence smells the most like what they just ate?"
As the sun sets in the West, so does the inexplicable pattern on Wes' shorts.
Alex: Such language. I'll not sit id....oh look; seagulls doing it!
mid-2001 (backyard)
Not sure what this is called, so I dub it, a flower pole.
2001 (SB - Inspiration Point)
Standing on rocks...it's what the kids are doing these days. Catch the fever!
Worker: Wait..does that sign say something about safety? Shit! I forgot my hard hat and protective cup today. The fellas are gonna turn my twig n berries black and blue this time fer sure.
The Carrillo pool isn't going to be ready until Spring quarter. But they filled it with water anyway so that it would look presentable. Oh, and to hide more bodies in its cement foundation.