I love her tiny little hand holding that giant pen and the fact that she isn’t at that moment using it as a weapon.
Who needs a game console when there’s a fancy basket sitting right there?
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.