Seth finally manned up and bought his life back.  A 1986 Saab 900S, red, was sitting in our driveway yesterday.  It was beautiful in every way imaginable, and almost identical to his original.  I’ll let the words speak for themselves.

So we heard some loud noises and we thought we were going to die.  Then we went downstairs to see the basement full of smoke.  Our washer sucks.  Nick started stirring his clothes with a broom.  Job accomplished.  Bring us a new washer, please.

Matt and Yohman got back from Mount Rushmore today. Yeah. Matt fell asleep. He bought me a pocket knife that says ‘best friends’ on it. It’s awesome. He bought a smart car too. Yeah. Then I went out back and set stuff on fire.