I was the pretty, pretty Princess. Staying active.
This is how it began...
P.S. I'm already wasted. So is boyfriend. He's trying not to blink.
That's Aaron. He's crying inside.
I make out with him.
Like I said. Wasted.
Chino. Alcoholic. Phil going to get a beer.
Chino. Phil falling after coming back with beer.
Mmm. Twoonie. Fucking juiced.
This is why you don't braid your hair when you're juiced.
This is why you don't take pictures when you're juiced.
This is why you don't draw pictures when you're juiced.
Phil found french fries in his pocket. He and Chino ate them. Boys are yucky.
Aaron played with the paper birdy I made.
Phil on bass.
Chino on drums.
Aaron on the MANDOLIN!!!!!!!!!
I had to keep one eye closed to see straight, as demonstrated here.
I'm so fucking trashy sometimes. LOVES IT.
Boys + CC + books/heavy objects= what follows...
Ty with the yearbook. "Operation: Attack Aaron."
Aaron- "Fucking ow."
I don't know.
Yeah. Drunks shouldn't be allowed near cameras.
Phil stole Aaron's cigarette. This is the results.
It broke.
Phil still tried to smoke it.
But Aaron had the part that was lit.
And then people fell down. I laughed.
Then they plotted my demise. Seriously. Over the party bong.
Pot- the international peacemaker. Kind of like Canada.
P.S. This is Fancy Cow-Pants.
"Take a picture of Chino with his hat over his eyes! *maniacal laughter*"
Party joint.
This joint is only half finished. Fuck.
THE END. So it's not theme related, but it's still pretty fucking amusing.