Sunday, November 23, 2008

The last picture

Last night, after dinner and dessert with friends, Derek stopped an innocent passerby on the street and asked him to take our picture. It would have been a great idea, if this particular person didn't need to be wearing a warning sign around his neck. The guy took a picture of us, alright, but I think he was confused and thought that we actually asked him to take a picture of the sky. And then, when he was handing the camera back, he dropped it, it fell to the ground, and proceeded to break. Y'all, I'm not even going to show you the picture. Just imagine the sky, at night, so it's black, and then at the bottom of the picture, 4 little heads. That would be us. The end.

-XOXO,



4 comments:

sara said...

oh. no. HOw dreadful!! i still think we'd like to see the picture ;)

Deanne said...

oh no!!!!! that's terrible!

It aint all about the cabinets said...

Yeah, and it was freezing cold.

Kevin said...

this story would be better if the bad picture was included. if you can get it off your broken camera I would add it.