Friday, November 30, 2007

Oops! I crapped my pants.

Almost, anyway. This is why I don't have to drink coffee in the mornings.

And why Clint's evil laugh will haunt my nightmares. And why, an hour later, my heart's still pretending it's a kick drum in my chest. Oh, and the luchador is my boss. Yeah.



Make sure you go and get the back-story from Matt, too.
(Yeah, click on his name.) He's even got the still shots to highlight my scaredycat-edness.

11 comments:

DJ said...

HAHAHAA!!! That!!.....was awesome!! haaha

Melody said...

The more I watched, over and over and over, the more I laughed!! I want to share their hands.

Melody said...

I meant shake their hands.

sir mister landlord sir said...

I think Dainon was looking for a hand to share, I mean shake, I mean hold. I mean, Dainon was shaking so bad he had a good hold on his share of shock.

--the ninja.

upto12 said...

I am frightening! Dainon is a scaredy-cat! If you turn this up loud enough, you can hear him speak words that would shame his mother...!

melray1134 said...

I'm a big fat liar. Ask Dainon how many times I lied to him this morning –at least 6.

"No, I'm not taking your picture. Anyway, you like having your picture taken."

Judd & Amberlynn Whiting said...

So, why did you smell your scarf??

Dainon. said...

It smells like friggin roses, m'kay?

Sara said...

The smelling of the scarf was my favourite part.

aisy said...

i'm actually impressed with how quite you were. i scream like a big baby when i get scared. in rewatching it, i see a bit more of the scare but i thought you were cooly subtle.

at least you look good being scared.

The Carrie Collection said...

Oh Creative Team... I kind of miss XanGo sometimes. I'm glad to see that not much has changed since I left though.