[october 4th, 2003] - my basement with ashley, leon, and THE hat. the one and ONLY hat.


our story begins with ashley and i

we decided it would be a good idea to lie on the floor. some may even say we were having sex. OR beating the fuck out of each other. it all depends on the angle, i guess.

ashley fell down. BUT, she was wearing the hat. and that hat just makes the whole "falling down" experience more glamourous, no?

ashley with her hat. lookin' pretty fly. damn, that doesn't rhyme.

the same picture, but with my expert photography skillz [yes yes, with a z], i was able to take it.. from a distance.

*sing song voice* ashley has hat hair, ashley has hat hair.

ashley does a hat trick. like a magician. you knew i was going to say that.

ashley and leon. leon's like the brother ashley never had. wait...

ashley and i once again. so close, you can almost see the pores.

me. pretending to be avril lavigne. omg, avril you rock so much. [i'm kidding, by the way] but this is not, i repeat, NOT, a picture of my chest, as ashley thought. instead, it is a picture of my dad's tie. does he have nice taste in ties? you decide.

my brother leon. actually looking cute. it was a weird day for all of us.

the famous hat. the one and only hat. i plan to build a shrine for you and worship this hat each and every day. ashley's brother got it at the good charlotte concert that i was not able to attend. :( not only is it a gc hat.. but it's also a trucker hat. i want one so bad.

leon wearing the hat and making a weird face.

and here an ever weirder one.

me wearing this hat. never have i been happier. no, that's a lie.

me wearing the hat. and ashley trying to pull the tie over my hat and head, to complete the avril look.