A few hours into our return trip to Kansas from Denver, George must endure this ritual driver hazing.
First, I smile at him creepily for ten minutes (above).
Next, I secretly videotape him until he realizes what I'm doing.
Then, I make up a little reason to videotape both of us (in this case, head bobbing).
Last, I take close-up pictures of his eye, ears, chin, whatever I can see from my side.
When he finally loses his temper over my poking and generally annoying behavior, I take a nap.
1 comment:
Not it.
George can keep all of that fun. But if you happen to make it up north, I could do dinner. Your treat?
It's been ages. . .
Ang
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