Soon that patio will be covered in snow, and even then he won’t put any shoes on.
Yet another prank with lasting repercussions, thankfully not digestive in nature.
Unsure now how to feel about the return of his best friend.
We’re going to miss him, but this one will probably feel it the most.
By the end of the night everyone was speaking with a drawl and swapping stories about the mud flaps on their pickup trucks.
What in holy hell is going on here?
If you’re missing a bear I know where it’s spending its nights.
You down with SLC, YEAH YOU KNOW ME.
The best part of my jobis that I get to share so much of it with the wonderful people in my life.
Oh, you know. Just chilling in the conference room.