Whatever, gander, look, whatever.

This is me being the hard-ass that I am. I'm pointing a (fake) gun at Jason who is in turn pointing a (real) camera at me. This was taken on our last day in Orlando before we got the hell out of that God-forsaken place.

This was taken (again by Jason) somewhere at a truck stop on our way back to G-West. The t-shirt I'm wearing was left at our last housing site in Orlando, and me being the funny guy I am thought it would be "funny" to wear it around. The hand position was just a coincidence, I swear.

Now this picture was taken by Lindsey from across the hall. You know, penis flute. She also took the shirt I'm wearing in the second picture earlier in the year. I didn't mean to look pissed off or anything (again)...Ha, who am I kidding? I totally posed for this picture, like a little bitch. Who do I think I am?

MUSIC: Pilot To Gunner - It's So Good To Be Here In Paris