Christy: You suck at bowling, life, and everything you will ever do in your short time on this miserable planet!
{more quietly} I think we should make that into our team cheer.
As the group unloaded food from their packs, Wes took out what appeared to be a pipe bomb. "Oh shit" he exclaimed before stuffing it back inside his backpack and muttering something about the timing being all wrong.
Yanni, in all his glory.
The man on the right is shocked by the location the woman in the ad has chosen to "store" her iPod.
Our onion chef had a bad attitude.
We bet Ashley $20 that she couldn't hide a bottle of hot sauce in her hair. We probably should've closed it first, but hindsight is always 20/20. Besides, now she has an extra $20 to deal with that 'burning scalp' issue she's mysteriously developed.
Tiki torches need their privacy too.
May 2001
People - the other beach meat.
UN weapons inspectorsturn ons: chewing gum, beer hats, Devo.
turn offs: frilly hair things, gas masks, mentioning that all their tools were canibalized from the MST3K robots.
A view from the place we were staying.
While Lora and Ado were looking at the camera, Wes was checking out their shoes. Oh yeah, those sexy sexy shoes.
When geeks attack nature - next on TLC.
In a fit of spring sexiness, a group of passing freshman flashed our group. Kenji, busy posing for this picture, and facing the wrong way, never forgave me.
The Adobe employee in the middle eats babies. I have proof.