Check out these pics. Just what is going on here? For some reason I seem to have an awful lot of pictures of these two. Take a look.
"Bow to me Eric. Kneel before me and feel the power of my pinkness"
"Please, Vo. I'm begging. Please let me sleep in your minivan. I'll be good -- reeaaaall good."
"Ok, Ok, just stop kicking me. I'll never say it's only an inch ever again."
"good boy, now bark like a dog... now roll over and play dead.. goood boy"
"Eric, I said kiss my BOOTS...that's boots with a 't'!"
1). Oh Vo, you know I love black leather boots...
2). Hey guys, her boots really do taste like licorice!
3). But Vo, I told you I can't breathe through my ears. That was Chris!
4). Okay Eric, stop laughing! It isn't THAT funny. C'mon, get up! Guys, is the rip really that big? Can you really see that much?? Okay, so they are "Wonder Woman" underwear. How many people in the bar saw them? Eric, stop laughing!
"Vo, this is where WE are. This is where STEVE is. This is where WE can spend the night! You see, we go AROUND STEVE!!!"
C'mon, Eric. Just go on the paper and we can get back on the road. Jeez!
Hmmmm . . . what's wrong with this picture?? Ah, NOW I know why nothing happened in the minivan . . . .
Gee, Eric -- when I said "assume the position" this isn't exactly what I'd had in mind . . . .
1) I know, But if you'd get your foot off the paper I'd be able to keep the crayon inside the lines!
2) Look! I told you this was a fosilized dinosaur stamp, see?
3) If I could just peel this stamp off the wet pavement, I'd have postage for a year!
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