William thought he was safe out here in the open, but his paper allergy was really starting to kick in.
Happiness was in the air. And in the apple juice mommy slipped her daughter to get her to quiet down.
"Big sis is gonna pay for beating me at Gran Turismo. Oh yes, she is gonna pay."
At the park for the festivities, Vince ponders the meaning of life. And whether that alligator burger was really just chicken.
Boy on left: Shit man, just put it on. I'm sure dirty old Carl put em back clean this time.
Summer solstice wouldn't be complete without the baby shotput.
"Fuck yeah! My beanie baby collection is complete!"
As the DJ sorts thru her records, she makes a mental note to strangle whoever slipped a copy of Snow's Informer into her box.
Woman: I'd tell you the washing machine ate the rest of my shirt, but we both know that's a lie.
A real punk mohawk at a hippy parade. +10 points to the 12 year old.
The funky chicken is not the dance move for all occasions. No matter what your mom tells you.
Man: Whose baby is this? Anyone? Anyone? I keep it!
