So it might have been less than warm and sunny.
"Excuse me? Could you repeat those last lyrics? They were a built muddled. I'll wait, thanks."
Some onlookers stand by the gates, trying to kill me with their glares.
E-40 continues to get the crowd going.
"Ooh, burn on Chausse!"
The plastic sheets would briefly be recycled as a slip n slide. Which, sadly, I don't have a picture of.
Brendan was on a one man mission to hug every woman in the stadium. Only 3419 left to go!
The man himself.
Guy on right: Seriously, this puddle was here before me. I have excellent bladder control.
Now that's defeat.
She was hula hooping for 45 minutes straight. I think someone hooked her up to a battery to generate electricity for the lights or something.
These ladies only existed in silhouette. It was weird, but some people only exist in two dimensions. You need to accept that.
The Multitasker cannot be stopped!
He was trying to get the crowd going and not, in fact, complaining about a broken hip.
