Shown above: Utter. Bliss.Today we returned home after a long day of school and found not one, not two, or even three, but SEVEN packages waiting for us to open. 10 minutes, one pair of scissors, and 3 dropped jaws later, we found ourselves in the midst of a great sea of beef jerky, gum, and candy.
That was a few days ago, and it's taken me this long to be able to type out coherent words to aptly describe my appreciation and excitement. The shock was intense, and the taste of Slim Jims were intenser. To cousins Sarah, Kate, and Grandma, thank you SO MUCH for everything. The whole Martin family is in your debt, if you ever need gum and slim jims to keep you going in a foreign country deprived of such things, you let us know.
:D
-Will
"Don't gamble your dictionaries!"
P.S. As a completely irrelevant-to-the-post surprise, I found these pictures on the same memory card as the ones above.
We're halfway there.
Here lie the ruins of a once-great hair civilization.You were a good man, hair.
2 comments:
That hair shan't be forgotten... it was a good good man hair indeed.
Dude I miss yo goddamn hair boy yeahyeahyeah You so ghetto man what up dawg it's really late and I'm so tyred im bleeding out of my eyes dawg.
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