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just had to wear sunglasses to be able to withstand the kitchen light to make an espresso. is it embarrassing to call a variety store and ask if they have watermelon and then show up and buy one? cos i can’t like pretend that it wasn’t me who called. unless i show up in a disguise and buy something as well as the watermelon to distract from the watermelon and the phone call. what would that other item have to be? a knife. TO CUT THE WATERMELON ahahahahha. oh god i slay me. maybe i could buy some friends too.

still wearing my elvis shades it is that kind of afternoon.

i have a million more videos of this. one of the games we invented was raymi and steph sit and talk while matt and fil take turns kicking the ball at us and it’s not the other guy’s turn until the first guy makes contact. another one was simpsons/tv trivia and if you get it wrong, hit in the face, if you get it right then you get to hit the person who asked the question in the face. it of course got out of hand. then when i went to the bathroom fil shoved a pine needle through the ball to see if it could pierce it. steph covered the hole with the band-aid. it wasn’t even our ball too! some kid’s, when we left we gave it back to the family, they were content in watching us destroy each other with it all afternoon. they’re like crazy white people look at those idiots you call that fun? yes, yes i do.