Amy loves orange almost as much as she loves jabbing scissors into the arms of photographers.
Rebelution continues their reggae magic.
You know he's a rockstar because of the glasses. Dead giveaway.
Misty's notebook said it was almost time to "Paint the elephant orange with the blood of citrus." She wasn't sure what that entailed, but the notebook had never led her astray before.
Richard had a strange rule about only hugging people that he had first covered in blankets or towels.
Jason was the last one I spoke to before the downpour began. So, logically, I blame him and him alone.
I think he was stalking me.
One of the jumpsuited dancers that E-40 seemed to have an endless supply of.
The green shirts await orders from the mothership.
You never know when spontaneous combustion is going to strike. Live life to the fullest.