This is what happens when we get out…

Late one stormy night…or…on a lazy night where none of us felt particularly inclined to cook, we went out on the town. In N’ Out, baby! A li’l bit of California is yours truly: Orem, Utah. This was the very beginning of all beginnings of the Adventures 
of Apt. 29. 
We became sailors with the rockin’ hats. As we chowed down, Whitney and I made a point to RACE to see who could type quotes into their phone fastest--so when someone said something funny, only a millisecond was lost before we were fumbling for our phones with greasy hands and ketchup fingers--but that doesn't matter if you WON!

Usually we tied. Shoot, dude.

On the way home in order to REALLY mix things up, we Chinese Firedrilled it. On the SECOND drill, some boy from the car behind us ran up to the doors and ALMOST got in our car!!! He would have had the light not turned red. We were trippin scared. ;) But we had our hats on, so ‘sall good!!!
We are epic.  

*~Giggle*~