The long overdue S&M portion of the night begins.
Liz's throwing rampage begins with ancient Easter candy and miniature chainsaws.
Liz's bearded dragon freaks out. And no, that isn't a euphemism. Sorry guys.
No one wants to be responsible for flying dildos, apparently
The Spam contingency plan.
Mari always carried a small dagger behind her back for photo ops with Sean. It was the only way to ensure he smiled.
(at Rachel's family house for a pre-reunion brunch)
Rachel: So we know each other from high school, do we? Ok smarty, so what number, between 1 and 100 am I thinking of?!
Mari: Um...
Mari ponders the nature of happiness and bliss. Or she's tasting the strand of corn stuck in her teeth. They're both closely related.
Liz knew that Rachel enjoyed the November heatwave, but she didn't think that nudity was appropriate for a brunch.
Three pitchers of mimosas were just the beginning of our preparation for the reunion.
Leprechauns will do a table dance for $20. This was the first of many lessons Gabi would learn this fateful day.
Leprechauns will tickle your feet for $5. Now that's a bargain.
Mari ponders the meaning of life, the nature of the universe, and why some trees smell like semen.
Liz: Holy shit! You've grown like 4 inches.
Marhsall: That's not the only thing that's grown, if you know what I mean. Ya know? That other thing...
Liz: Yeah, I get it.
Marshall: My penis.
Liz: Enough!
