I'm not really good at timely posting. So be it. I'll blame this very late post for the Six Man Volleyball Tournament on a long, slow recovery. I'd never been to this tournament, thinking it was just some drunk-fest full of people I could care less about. But I was pleasantly surprised: it was, in fact, a drunk-fest. However, it wasn't completely full of people I would hate.
Case in point: the team wearing shirts that summed up the M.O. of this summer.
Let's shred!

Also of note: Team Jorts


jeans + shorts = jorts
What a magical equation.
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