Out on the town with churros, confetti and billiards.
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Andria's impersonation of a pony on meth was dead on. Not that she's ever fed drugs to a pony before. No. That'd be wrong.
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This new aliens species, deciding to be a bit more civilized, digs out from inside your stomach with a spoon instead of their teeth and claws.
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Eating Mexican food was serious business, and Andy was up to the task.
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After promising Shasta he wouldn't eat anything sweet, Paka tried to play off the churros as "salty tortilla sticks".
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Kid: ..but mom, I already shaved earlier today!
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The band.
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Their one groupie.
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These are confetti eggs.
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These are confetti eggs smashed against your friend's head. Any questions?
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It turns out that, much like chickens, eggs cannot fly, no matter how hard you throw them upwards.
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Paka: Yeah doc, my friend just swallowed another confetti egg. Can I put you on with her so you can tell her they aren't edible?
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The confetti egg business seemed innocent enough; until we noticed the phrase 'You have the ebola virus! Go to your egg vendor for the cure.' written on each tiny piece of confetti.
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Alex: Oh, was that my hand? Sorry. I thought I was pinching my own ass. You understand.
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Jen was used to Alex's antics, but the full body checking he was administering to each bar patron may be taken the wrong way by some.
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Alex: 8-ball, corner pocket. Cue ball, side pocket. Wow, this makes me want to play some pocket pool, if you know what i mean. Eh, eh?!

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