ross_meyerson:
ladies, are we ready to bbq?
ross_meyerson:
maria smiles while thinking about meat
ross_meyerson:
here we go, man.
ross_meyerson:
caitlin hangs
ross_meyerson:
i know my picture is being taken. so i freeze
ross_meyerson:
or do whatever i'm doing here.
ross_meyerson:
how's that fire, caitlin?
ross_meyerson:
not as hot as our asses, that's for sure
ross_meyerson:
let a man lend a hand
ross_meyerson:
oh, maria. precious precious maria
ross_meyerson:
where there's smoke there's...shit...something...it's on the tip of my tongue...
ross_meyerson:
that's a worried type smile
ross_meyerson:
i had to pee
ross_meyerson:
thought i'd stop and reflect on my way back down
ross_meyerson:
look at us crazy ass knuckleheads
ross_meyerson:
maria documents the blue sky
ross_meyerson:
what?
ross_meyerson:
beer as phallus
ross_meyerson:
caitlin's killer (her word) pasta salad
ross_meyerson:
maria eats with flair. make that motherfucking flair
ross_meyerson:
all this talk of pasta salad has put me to sleep
ross_meyerson:
corn, take a seat
ross_meyerson:
caitlin lives in a gulag just outside of downtown chicago
ross_meyerson:
maria smiles?
ross_meyerson:
ok, so we were going for cock and balls but, look, it's clearly the cover of imagine
ross_meyerson:
maria poses for prom while i take a more i'm going to rip off your head a shit down your throat pose
ross_meyerson:
jesus, she really did make me smile by making fart sounds with her mouth. i'm a child
ross_meyerson:
optical illusion violence
ross_meyerson:
friends take pictures like this
ross_meyerson:
and like this when they want to hide their fat chin that isn't being well enough hidden by their beard
