Señores y señoritas, say hello to my little field....well, big field...and it's not really mine, BUT, the photo is so 'technically' the way that works is the photo is mine, therefore the field could be said to be mine, so basically it's mine. OKAY, WE BEGIN!
So the mountains gave us a dirty look when they heard we were driving up from L.A. but that's because they had no idea how good we'd look doing it. EY, EY, YO GURL, LEMME HOLLA AT CHA!
Sankeyz sat down on a rock to admire his plump shadow. Randy took a photo. Sankeyz threatened to charge a large fee. Randy pulled out a Betty Crocker Lemon Cake Mix Slice. Sankeyz was silenced and continued to pose.
Clifton is such a ham for the camera. We love catching him smiling outside. Teeheeeheee.
And we call this artifact right here the Brontosaurus' Appendicular Testicularis. With facial hair.
KEEEWEEEEEEE. KEEEWEEE. (whispering) keeeweee. so deleechus. like peesh of froot estake.
This'uh right hurr is ye fella' we call Shhhankeeeze. He is been'ur muggin right hurr for y'all lookin' like he's smuggling a pair of chicklets urr sumt'in.
Bet you didn't know oranges and apples make for great...balls of fiyaaaaa! The young Akapela Jonz posted up in the game room killin' it.
This is the view from the top of one of the bunk beds that was strategically placed outside of the patio set that was organically placed on top of the regionally organized slabs of wood that was carefully grown and picked out of the artificially contrived confine of words via a sentence that is longer than it is wide. HENCE, and FURTHERMORE...we have...THE RIVAAAAH!
This message has been brought to you by Smokey the Bear. Remember, if only YOU could prevent forest fires, half the civil servants residing in the mountains would be without a job! Please contact your Congressperson.
KTHXBAI.
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