ross_meyerson:
shane in some sort of fifth dimension
ross_meyerson:
molly.
ross_meyerson:
allow maria her art
ross_meyerson:
disgusted by boring football
ross_meyerson:
hideous cheek full of bread
ross_meyerson:
funny face
ross_meyerson:
this will make a nice collage
ross_meyerson:
or right to left
ross_meyerson:
clockwise
ross_meyerson:
maria's tour of the table
ross_meyerson:
friends. i think. i mean, they seemed friendly
ross_meyerson:
polite conversation
ross_meyerson:
sweet sweet maria
ross_meyerson:
another blow-out on the tv
ross_meyerson:
shane inspects his glass
ross_meyerson:
kid's table
ross_meyerson:
it took me hours to get that part just right
ross_meyerson:
starch it up
ross_meyerson:
yes! dig the fuck in
ross_meyerson:
food!
ross_meyerson:
these plates eagerly await food
ross_meyerson:
shane remains remarkably still
ross_meyerson:
still have not made our way to the table
ross_meyerson:
kae can't bare to watch
ross_meyerson:
kyle. one of the heroes of the day
ross_meyerson:
showing affection for the one called stephen
ross_meyerson:
wordless
ross_meyerson:
those rolls didn't get to the table by themselves
ross_meyerson:
table of spoons
ross_meyerson:
this is set up. i felt like i needed to look like i was doing something
