The Papa just turned the big 25 on Sunday.
We went down to El Chupacabra on Alki for lunch to celebrate yesterday.
Tagge says hi.
Kristen is trying to decide between a burrito or 3 tacos. I'm not completely convinced that she knows how to read. You can see the expression on her face that she's struggling to pronounce theword "taco" in her mind.
If you ever come by HQ and pop your head into the design office and it smells like farts, the food above is partially responsible. We're all out of honey lavender candles.
Out there, the shirtless rollerblading man owns the streets.
Then we all took X-pills during a toast.