Lazy Summer Days

I found an incredible stash box today at a thrift store in town.  Of course, I was broke and had to say goodbye to my newfound friend.  It was this giant, plastic hot dog (about the size of a loaf of bread) that had a button on the side that said, "Press" on it.  As soon as you push it, the top of the hot dog automatically slides back and reveals a sweet, hidden compartment.  I'm looking at my desk right now and there's a perfect spot for it, right next to my incense holder and bottle of Hempz lotion.

Since it was hot out today (hold up - it's 9:11 PM right now.  Nothing weird about that, you're saying to yourself.  Wrong!  I catch the clock when it reads exactly 9:11 at least three or four times a week... it's creepy!), we decided we'd take our scrawny asses up the river a bit and go for a dip.  We had sandwiches and some sodas and chips, and we decided to pile up a bunch of rocks and make some sort of rock wall in the shallow water.  It looked great, guys.  Like, really great.

I've still got to do my laundry, and in order to do that, I've gotta go get some quarters.  K-Snooch out.