Sunday, 27 September 2015

Sunday afternoon comics

The punchline was actually Dylan's idea. Mine was less violent and thus less funny.

Oddly enough yesterday we were wearing these exact outfits while drinking with our friend Justin. Then Justin and I foolishly didn't keep an eye on what Dylan was drinking and he gulped down a small amount of Absinthe. He spent the entire night pacing around my bathroom and praying for death. Poor little guy. I think he's still in there.

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