Some Pictures

Mike with his crazy sexxxy yamaka.
We found a guru who taught us how to party and looked up to the Gods and Goddesses and said "let there be fun".
The guru then told me that cannibalism was the way to go, so he turned me into a giant and I ate this unfortunate woman.
All that human flesh turned me into a hipster the next afternoon.
I wanted to become a guru too. This is my best guru face with guru come hither bedroom eyes.
The guru taught us how to get high off crayolas. Feel the burn.
The crayolas left me wanting more art in my system, so I decided to get drunk off this magical paint shit. Rock on?
The guru turned into Mike and he started blowing into this weird foreign toy musical instrument that was magikal and brought us all good luck and large breasts.
I think this was the first picture of the sleepovah. Here I am, looking a little too crazy and sober for Newtown.
This sexxxy guru claims that the bird in this picture was accidental. LIES.
This is my new boyfriend Frederico Suave Bernando Perez Gonzalez. He's too big for the locket, no?
I started to get pretty weird and make faces like I was up to something. Sure enough, I was. Everyone woke up to the eggs hidden around the house, a dead Easter bunny, and their fingers in glasses of water. This is why I don't get invited out more often.