TITTS

i wish i could say i took this picture, but rob did.

rob made the trek all 150 yards up to electricity to inflate his bed.

verdict: worth it

while standing in your window where i can see you from the street below, will you?

fly over the car and have babies

you can just make out rob's hot blue pt cruiser behind eliza's head. oh boy did we have a laugh at that one.

everyone heard me snoring. next time maybe i'll pitch my tent on the end or something. sorry guys.

not only does she look ravishing in her lavender scarf and hiking boots, but she thought of bringing the requisite wire hangers and manages to skewer her own links, well, sufficiently.

this brodog can slice and spatula with the best of them

in the captain's chair, which imbued a distinct air of untrustworthiness on whoever sat in it while we played mafia each night

rob and i did start the fire in the morning rain and then drive all over hell buying way more random supplies than we actually needed before most people woke up (and started making us breakfast)