Megan bothered me about taking a picture of her, so I positioned her in front of sailor boy to make up for missing a photo on Friday.
There's talk of having this thing resurfaced soon. This had better mean cookout, beer, and skatejam.
I told Pat to put down a blunt fingerflip. He got the blunt fakie, but couldn't reel in the fingerflip. Chase's brother, Tyler, got launched into the wall a few times and wound up on flat a few more. I came out of a front and back D, a few too many beers deep, relatively unscathed. Tight.
Speaking of Chase and Tyler, here's a bad photograph where you can't see how exactly alike they look. When I walked into the party, I thought Tyler was Chase. Then babbled about it all night. Sorry, dudes.
Zack showed up after going to a Reds/Cubs game with Julian. He was also drinking. I'd heard that he does now before, but I'm pretty sure it was Muncie's first time seeing Zackdrinking.
Man, the night was a Zac(k)h attack. Here's Zach number 2. Although it could also be Evan because there's beer all over his shirt.
I don't know where Megan found this, but I hope it was consented by the snake's owner. It wouldn't surprise me if it weren't.
2 comments:
muncie is so much better than chicago right now. fr srsz.
but wait. i'm networking.
better than bloomington too!
it's looks like there's an lazer/orb shooting out of my finger in that picture
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