On the night of July 10th 2006 (Kick Ball night) a night destined to end in a pile of mud on a county road somewhere near Bennet, NE. Five friends discovered a whole awful lot about some things. But that's just the ending....
"Hold on becca the water kinda smells like rasberries....I don't even like rasberries."
"Ahng aahhdon't know. Get nasty!"
Told ya.
Getting nasty sure is exhausting.
This is great!
"Get back here....I'm not done with you!"
Ladies, ladies......come on, I need to put those back on!
Who shit on Ashley? Come on guys....low blow. Not cool!
Schwerrve ohn.
Check out the grimacing look on this king crab! Look out for the left pincher there sailor Meg!
Who let the 4th grader eat all the echinasea root?
....and my teeth are made from black licorice and egg whites! YUM.
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