Saturday, March 1, 2008

Twain Love is Like Bad Medicine

After many long months of waiting, CLETE, KORI, JESS and MARK finally made it to the greatest concert in the world!
Unfortunately, we only had three tickets to see BON JOVI, so Mark had to hide in Clete's pocket for a suffocating three hours. By the time he made it out, Mark was in such a bad mood, he would only pose for one photo with a smile. I was under the impression that Bon Jovi could lighten anyone's mood, but I guess the depths of Clete's pockets are far more traumatic than we could have ever anticipated.

1 comment:

filo said...

hi erik, thanx for your coments on deadlicious! It's cool to know that you still read us! and good luck for your new blog! filo