Any weekend that leaves your abs in pain from laughing hysterically is a good one, at least in my book. Thanks to all for another year of ridiculousness, summed up in a phrase that made me laugh more than anything in a while: while searching for the word "flaccid," John mistakenly uttered the phrase "flatulent penis," and then spent a decent amount of time describing what this would look like, in more detail than I’d ever, EVER, want to imagine. The pictures (of the weekend, not of the flatulent penis) are here.
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4 responses to “Yes, We’re 12.”
Question about the picture
Who is the fat chick in the pink shirt next to James?
Question about the picture
Who is the fat chick in the pink shirt next to James?
My Name is Vint Stevenson. I hope to come on your trip next year. Thank You.
My Name is Vint Stevenson. I hope to come on your trip next year. Thank You.