Everybody at the walkathon. After I took this picture all these dumb trendy chicks came up to me and they're like "Take our picture" and I was like "No". And they were like "Why not?" and I said "Because I only want pictures of these losers" and I pointed to everybody. And they're like "Why do you think they're losers?" and I said "Look at them. Anybody can see they're losers" and then I said to Caroline "Are you, or are you not, a loser?" and she was like "I sure am!"
There was this weird sign, with this guy in his underwear that didn't really seem to have a purpose.
We had us a hoe down
Gonzolo took this picture
Gonzolo's in this picture (in the middle)
Further proof that Karl is The Red-Haired Rapist
Caroline cut her hair.
Mary thought she could escape without my notice.
After the walkathon we had to walk another x number of miles to hunt down a busstop.
On the way we passed by Wex Whools
Who looked homeless.
We went to pizza
And Kelly spilled on herself (as usual)
Who's CD case kept mooning me
I was tired