So, here's a picture of what the rest of the Epicly Bro'd Week looked like:

Imagine you were at a junior high sleepover for two and a half days with no one to tell you to turn the videogames off and you'll have an idea of the brutal marathon that Andrew and I were engaged in.
Actually. I lied a little about our activities. On Wednesday Andrew and I set down the controllers and got dressed up to join Mitch for lunch at the Goldman Sachs cafeteria.

Andrew was cracking her up.

I should be whatever the job is that Mitch has (sometimes it is described to me and I get confused). Because I liked her cafeteria, and I think I was very convincing to her co-workers in my power tie. Except maybe taking a bunch of pictures blew my cover?

4 comments:
Two things:
How come I can't get you to sit down for a day and a half of halo?
I lied, I only had one thing.
that IS a power tie, if I have ever seen one.
I was heavily present at the purchase of it.
we rocked pink that night. hard.
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