I call this move ‘The Cleave’.
You can’t really tell, but these lovely ladies are dressed as a watermelon and a bunch of grapes.
And this is how you lose your voice, people: Talking shit at the top of your voice at 2am in the middle of a party.
This crew are the best! You couldn’t take ’em just anywhere, but pick the right party and you’re in for a wild night.
She seems to have her shit together, but then I look at her pink friend there and I think ‘It’s the middle of the day bud, she can’t carry you forever’. Bet he was passed out in a tent by nightfall.
Alright, I’m definitely having a pj’s and pinwheels party next year WHO’S WITH ME?
Fluffy hat optional.
This one goes out to all the pep-peps and step peppers out there.
This guy spreads his glittery magic wherever he goes!
Amazing, isn’t it? He almost looks innocent up close…
It’s official: the record scratch is the new slappin’ da bass.