Ok this is funny.

Sad, Beautiful & Great.

www.postsecret.com

Go Fug Yourself: web genius

This is an outstanding website for time suckage when you need to smile and have 5 minutes. I know you get the first more than you get the second. Hang in there homies. We are hoping to see you in RI or Boston during xmas time (if you have time!)!! Hugs hugs.
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We Bought Tickets: Wish You Could Come With Us.

I May Need to Get and Iphone Just for This.

Definitive Proof of Who Will Win the Election.

Getting my coach on.

Some photos from the work day:

Brilliant.

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Celebrating Our Differences.

Memo to the Red States. (From the Blue States.)

Carepackage Companion: ADD post for the Discriminant Care Package Recipient.

The list:

The book, The World Without Us is for you guys to share- I figured you won't get to read it much but perhaps the first chapter when you need a change for blood and gore. I found considering the planet with no people on it to be very relaxing.


The groucho glasses are for you guys to wear to work when you don't want to do stuff. No one will recognize you so you'll just get to hang out. At the end of the day you can take them off and be like, "I was here all day...duh."


The skittles are self explanatory.


The t-shirt is for Josh. That way he can send back my purple one. Here's my address: PO Box 186
Ripton, VT 05766

The hat is for Sophie. (It has a pony tail cutout, plus only you and Claire Pritchard have them.)

Now you're both Midd skiing nerds. (Feel free to show your nerdshipt here.)

I think that's about it.




Here's a funny Craig's list post: HERE

Do you think a lot of people go looking for the scissors?

Hugs- we miss you

A&C

Reblogging.

I agree with most of these.

Get your war on. These are so fantastic.

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Maine*taining our Racecation- Conceived by Caroline and written in Dictation form by Andrew

Yarmouth Clam Festival? Check. A lovely weekend on the coast of Maine that included a bike race, fried clams and lunch with Tim Gagne. I don't know. No stop it. STOP THAT. Laughs. STOP! Laughs. Snorts. Snorts again. Repeated Snorting. Endless snorting and chuckles. Wee wee wee wee. You have to spell it the French way: Oui. I drank too MUCH PUNCH. Ummm. Erase "umm." That's so dumb. Nothing sounds more inarticulate than dumb. Don't type this, ANDREW. I can't dictate. This is too complicated. Ok seriously: What should we write? No- don't don't. I need you to edit. Use your filter a little bit. No! Please don't. This is not going to be interesting...

Here's a picture to prove we ate fried clams with Tim, who had just finished a 24 hour shift at 9am and showed up for clams at 11. (Andrew's edit: What a baller.) Eileen was there too. Tim spent $30 on fried sea food. Seafood is one word. Ok. Now put the picture up.


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Mr. Boyd would be proud.

Wish You Guys Could Come!

I love Henri

Hilarious.

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