the boxpilot:
hey, dan, wanna go for a bike ride?
the boxpilot:
dan, hide me . . . ok . . . mmmm
the boxpilot:
dont take my picture!
the boxpilot:
rachel and pancakes
the boxpilot:
happiness
the boxpilot:
yes, dan, there is santa clause
the boxpilot:
we got pissed at morgan, so we took his bike
the boxpilot:
and made him run . . .
the boxpilot:
take that
the boxpilot:
run, morgan, run
the boxpilot:
theifs
the boxpilot:
cruising up california
the boxpilot:
crossing the road, lucky's
the boxpilot:
hmm . . . whats this?
the boxpilot:
what!?
the boxpilot:
eewww . . .
the boxpilot:
aaron, rachel, mike
the boxpilot:
caught . . . looking good.
the boxpilot:
is this the place?
the boxpilot:
mikes bike and rachel
the boxpilot:
new hotness, wooden shades
the boxpilot:
morgan looks concerned
the boxpilot:
pft . . .
the boxpilot:
why, yes, i do have a . . .
the boxpilot:
how does this camera work?
the boxpilot:
bike ride buddies!
the boxpilot:
hooray!
the boxpilot:
oh, fer cute
the boxpilot:
gotta get some air
the boxpilot:
hey, earl
