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| This whole thing started when Jon said he bet Rodney could fit in the flower box, so we tried it. |
| Then we got this idea to use it to freak the crap out of people. |
| Victim #1: Marvin got one look of Rodney popping out of the box and he bolted for the door. It was hillarious. |
| In this picture Marvin asks "how the hell did he fit in there?" |
| Here's how. |
| Victim #2: Martina If it were at all possible, I think this one was funnier than when we scared Marvin. |
| Jenn plays the uke to stay awake but look, she's already on her way down!!! |
| It's 5:30 in the morning and we're off to the airport. How the hell is everyone so damn peppy? |
| Nevermind, Marvin looks tired too. |
| It's a spit shine. No, my tounge isn't really on his shoe. |