The Beach Party That Wasn't
In preparation for feeling like crap after my surgery this summer, I decided to make sure I saw everybody at least once by having a beach party. This amorphous "everybody" failed to show up, but my hardcore fans, like Rory here, were present.
Ironically enough most of them hate the beach, so it meant a lot that they were willing to suffer just to see me. When nobody else showed up after a couple hours, I put these poor folks out of their misery and headed back to the house.
Eric hates the beach because he fears getting tan.
Ryan hates it because he hates the sand.
He prefers napping on the couch instead.
As does Willow.