At Crestwood We're All One Big Fart Machine
So I'm in the background there, after having thrown mounds of whipped cream into whitney's hair. we were going to put a cherry on top, but I couldn't get the jar open (greasy hands, you see)
This is the "CV Sharps", Devin, Chris, Kaveh and myself. We performed "My Evaline" a cappella, I figured it out the night before, and taught it to the guys in 20 minutes...it was good, but I wish we had more time to practice.
Love that hat...to my immediate right is Mike, brother of Josh
Crestlemania
OK, this was an awesome theme day that we did based on wrestlemania (doye). I though it was going to be lame, but it was actually awesome as hell. there was this huge one week build up. I was the announcer for the "evil" guys. Apparently, there is someone called "the king" in the WWE who I was supposed to be playing, but I don't watch wrestling, so I had no idea how to play him. In the end, the character was a cross between Don Cherry and Elzar, especially since I started saying "BAM!" all the time (the kids, for some reason, tacked on to the "BAM!" thing as a catch phrase. They were yelling it at me until the end of camp). Also, that sports coat screams used car salesman, so I would try and hoc used broncos to the wrestlers during my banter.
note the "shrek 2" watch
