Here’s what you get when you have good friends (please note the rather unsaintly environment):
And here’s what you get when you’ve got not only one, but two nice co-workers:
It’s not all about the whipping after all.
That’s the advantage of having to walk from one godforsaken village to the other, you’ve got plenty of photo ops. Too bad all I had was my cameraphone.
Why is it that once I’ve quit smoking, not only are they lowering prices, they also turn trash cans into fancy ashtrays. It’s just not fair!