I like the mexican beer with the xx's on the bottle. You know, that one.

We went to Trevor's new place before going out on Friday. In case you didn't know, you can't have a bad time at Trevor's. It's impossible.

You know, it's important to think about your less-fortunate brothers while you are having a good time. That's why I had to give this little fella, trapped in the fireplace, a little respect.

Where did my straw go? Not in my drink, I'll tell you that much.

Trevor always says he doesn't bite, but yes. he. does.

Crystal's bum!

What's that? We're going to have a ass-wasted evening? Yes, we are.

...and yes, we did. Haven't been that sick in a while, guys.

~sarah p.