ross_meyerson:
ok, so kendra and i are off to meet up with lara. kendra is hiding something
ross_meyerson:
and here we are in wisconsin. what's that in the background?
ross_meyerson:
just a double barrelled old glory is all. my heart could barely contain the patriotism
ross_meyerson:
back in the mini van i capture myself in a candid moment.
ross_meyerson:
we stopped for mexican food. holy fucking shit, is that a ufo?
ross_meyerson:
anyways, here we are ready to, you know, eat
ross_meyerson:
whoa, man, like what's happening?
ross_meyerson:
i think something weird is going on
ross_meyerson:
do you see it?
ross_meyerson:
this shit is fucked up
ross_meyerson:
kendra, stop it. seriously
ross_meyerson:
thank god this showed up and set me straight
ross_meyerson:
say, we made it to the cabin. thank god we brought provisions
ross_meyerson:
provisions with tongue tattoos. we'll be just fine
ross_meyerson:
another candid self portrait. this one is called, "fuck, this popsicle is old"
ross_meyerson:
lara fell fast asleep. for some reason this position amused me
ross_meyerson:
new day. let's go to the lake
ross_meyerson:
this lake
ross_meyerson:
kendra has no idea we are about to kill her and dump her body into the murky waters of turtle lake
ross_meyerson:
i think i'll do it with my bare hands, thinks i
ross_meyerson:
but then kendra charmed us with her inflatable bag of glasses in case trick
ross_meyerson:
see how charmed i am?
ross_meyerson:
not the funny end of a paddle monobrow trick as well! oh, kendra, i could never kill you with my bare hands.
ross_meyerson:
maria, for you.
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what's that, i say. i'm just looking at the lake while my arm takes a picture of myself
ross_meyerson:
kendra has never seen water and we've fooled her into believing she's floating on the lake. she's not. that's grass. shhh
ross_meyerson:
here comes old man downer with the life vests
ross_meyerson:
a rare glimpse at the rosenbush in nature
ross_meyerson:
this towel is huge
ross_meyerson:
kendra. we've been joined by chrissy's legs
