Alex didn't walk right for a week afterwards.
And some not so nice ones to remind people that I'm really a no-good low-down dirty jerk.
I tried in vain to warm myself at this chimney. After several minutes I noticed that it wasn't attached to any kind of structure and therefore served no useful purpose whatsoever.
Sean's poses for his new fashion line: Formless Bags of Cloth.
Josh always took his bottom teeth out before anything came flying towards his face.
The wind was relentless on the cliffs that day. So much so that Christine marveled at how quickly "evidence" would be scattered.
Jess had arranged the garden hose to douse anyone coming up the stairs, washing them down 500 steps. She called it her 'slip n scream' slide.
Jen always preferred baths to showers, but this....this wasn't going to cut it.
A dead bird, the ocean, an oil platform. Sure, they're probably not related, but hey, fake symbolism is better than none.
{other side of the sign}
Good News!
We've been shut down for health code violations!
Nicole really shouldn't have had a handful of dried fruit for lunch.
Alex: ...and how much for...Hey, your hair is soft. Do you condition?
The hills here are alive with the sound of wooden posts rotting away. I'm not sure if these were part of some ancient fence or maybe a hitching post gone astray.
Regardless of the amount of one dollar bills we waved in front of the window, none of the employees or customers in the taco-shop removed a stitch of clothing. Talk about false advertising.
