Ok, that's better.
"I think Chausse is a danger to himself and others. Can I hide behind you until he wears himself out and has to take a nap?"
The additional sound crew, also anxious to strangle the only dry person in the area.
Kelly bet Travis $5 he wouldn't pet Chaz's hat and say "Good kitty kitty!" She was about to become $5 poorer.
After the show was over, Misty's mysterious midair swatting started to concern us.
When in doubt, do the twist.
Amy: You hear that static noise? That's my phone about to short out because I'm standing in the rain. If my ear doesn't catch on fire, I'll call you back later.
The pen eating, however, was completely normal. Altho she usually prefers the grape.
Wet.
Ice tooth. This....means something.
Kelly's green shirt confused more than a few new Program Board members. When they asked her what they should do next, she'd respond with "I don't work here anymore. I graduated, punk! Hahahahahahahaha!" and then skip away, laughing.
The tents would protects us. For now.
Inside the wind tunnel of Hawaiian rock.
Pepper, keeping the microphone sterilization industry in business.
