Kellen's traveling pants, that is...
So, Bre and I were having this deep discussion via texting, well as deep as two pervy sorority chicks can get via text, and she randomly says:
OMG Kellen's package ...NICE
Well, I have to concur. (What??! Princesses can use BIG words, too, you know!) But what brought on this outburst, Dear Bre?
It was then that I remembered that I had emailed both her and Kat a few fab images of our Yummy Kellen going for his morning run. (see above image!)
Apparently Bre's asshat of a puter finally decided to to cooperate long enough for her to check all the vital emails I've been shoving into her inbox the past 4 days. (Insert crude jokes about shoving and "inboxes" here. hehe.) She apparently just saw what you lucky ladies are seeing... mmmmmm. Yummm.
The the convo went down like this:
Bre: OMG Kellen's package ...NICE
Liz: I know, right? Hell! I'd run to Hell and back if he were bouncing all next to me (Note: Liz detests running. With a passion. Avoids it all cost. Nuff said.) I'd have to run about 4 feet away from him, though. Just so his peen and ping pongs wouldn't take out a hip or knee cap of mine.
Bre: Haha. U r too funny. I love it.
Bre: You know, we're like the Sisterhood of the Pants...
Liz: Yeah. The Sisterhood of Kellen's Traveling Pants.
Bre: Lmao
Liz: Spank you very much. Ur effin welcome.
Bre: Omg rofl!
Liz: Hahahaaha!
So now we can add Kellen's britches to our list of travels... or should I say FUTURE travels,
because NONE of us beoches have hit that, but I know we all WANT to!
Add it to THE LIST, Kat. Along with TwiCom 2010, The TwiCruse, and Our Forks, WA trip. Man that list is getting looooooong... hmmm, why does our list suddenly remind me of Kellen?
Until next time...
Forever, Liz
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