Oh No! I have been buried alive...
Death on Turtle Mountain...
Pirates use turtles to climb the mountain...
I lost my eye while riding my pet turtle to top of Everest!
We played Mumble Murder, a type of telephone charade game that is out of this world. To play, the group sends 3 people out of the room and picks a
person
place
method of death
then players act out each one and invite others to act out what they acted out and it just gets funnier as it is passed on.
The best one's though were Rachel's suggested place...
Sleeping Beauty's EYE... that's right, her eye.
And BH's suggested person...
And BH's suggested person...
VELOCORAPTOR TRAINER....
What? Hysterical.
So of course he was the one to act it out...he totally had this up his sleeve, rehearsed and all.
HA! Many weepy faces during his performance, we laughed so hard!
Here he is giving a demo of how to do the Velocoraptor snort...oh my.
Saturday morning we went on a hike behind the cabin. SO beautiful...and straight uphill. burning calves.
This is Andy Fitzell, one of the coolest guys there. His dad? Totally on West Side Story and a Broadway hit! What? Rose and I about died.
We each did our best GQ on the mountain.
Totally Gorge.
"...The hills are alive..."
"...The hills are alive..."
All the ladies
BBQ Pork and Steak for dinner at Bandit's...and entertainment with our straws while we waited!
Fun. Fun weekend.
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