Bad Pictures
I don’t mean “bad” as in us doing anything bad, but as in “taken with a low-resolution cell phone camera.” As in, dad took them when we were blocking his access to his regular camera.

We were just hanging out in the hallway one night and he thought this was interesting. Seriously, dad, it’s just us.

Who is that rabbit in the mirror… oh… it’s me. Very funny, dad.
-Gus

January 30th, 2008 at 4:27 pm
Doesn’t he know that he needs a banana chip toll to pass the hallway?