Yong Pong: Oh the luscious, glorious Justin Isosceles. Once it hits your lips....
Yong Pong: Diego really enjoys staring up at Mike. The real question is: WHAT is Diego staring at?
Yong Pong: How many things can I fit into this box?
Yong Pong: Not sure why but Samantha was flipping her hair every 2 minutes or so. It must be volumizing.
Yong Pong: Let's try this sucka on!
Yong Pong: Its definitely not a candy bar.
Yong Pong: Cheese!
Yong Pong: Aaaaaahhhhhh!
Yong Pong: No one knows but i'm going to save all the wrapping paper and then roll around in it later!
Yong Pong: Diego showin' his stuff. It's ok, he knows you like it.
Yong Pong: What could necessitate a box this big? Is it a gun rack?
Yong Pong: Why did that idiot stick this in my lap instead of just setting it on the ground?
Yong Pong: Ooooooooooooh!
Yong Pong: Listening to the music in his head
Yong Pong: Trying to drown everyone out?
Yong Pong: It's like doctor's handwriting, what does it mean?
Yong Pong: I bet I can eat all of this in less than 2 minutes
Yong Pong: Eek, slippers!
Yong Pong: If you were at the airport, all those S's would mean you have to go get searched by security...
Yong Pong: Where do these GO?
Yong Pong: Pants! About time Dave started wearing some! What he REALLY needs is underwear. Don't ask me how I know.
Yong Pong: Dave got levitating paper for Christmas.
Yong Pong: Diego wants some presents too!
Yong Pong: Evidently Samantha doesn't like the little captions I make up. That has nothing to do with this picture, whatsoever.
Yong Pong: Just in case you ever think back and wonder, "what kind of cookies did we have for the Christmas of 2008?"
Yong Pong: Jen and Grama
Yong Pong: Just chillin', yo
Yong Pong: Yay!
Yong Pong: Who's is this?
Yong Pong: Like a deer in headlights