And here is what 6pm looked like (why he is acting like HIS life is so rough here, I do not know...he is the one who chose to party all night. Hangovers are rough kid!)
Meanwhile crazy brother tried to kill himself a la the bunny game (remember that ridiculous game where you stuff as many marshmallows as possible in your mouth and whoever can say bunny the longest wins? Did I get that right?) Anyway, Owen tried it tonight with a piece of toast. Related: god help us.
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