Tobin was so focused on getting his revenge that he didn't notice the slow chocolatey leak he'd spouted from his right ear.
Matt: I'm the freshest MC on the central coast. My rhymes are hotter than french toast. Chicka chicka yeah.
Already drunk by this point, Alex just swayed back and forth until people bid on Kelly by themselves.
Jen always preferred baths to showers, but this....this wasn't going to cut it.
Billy: Alex likes pudding. You know how much I hate Dave Matthews? Well that's how much alex likes chocolate pudding. So you'd be doing him a favor by bidding.
Mally (far left): Spin him around and hit him with the pie. Get the most coverage! I thought you guys were college educated.
I'm not sure Justin still has a pie in his hand at this point.
Ray: That boy has pie in his shorts! Go get em tiger!
Alex didn't walk right for a week afterwards.
Alex: I'm sorry James, but you didn't bring in enough money. I'm going to have to auction off your head. Please, don't scream.
Andy, one of the few people not to get pied, had to satisfy his sweet tooth by licking people's clothes.
Ado's tackling method was a little up close and personal.
Is this the face of a man who is afraid of a little football? Sure, he's afraid of a clown or two, but that's entirely different.
The football game was a tradition at each ICnic. None of us particularly liked football. Or consultants with their shirts off grabbing their crotch, but we still did it every year.
