While we were there, Carla mentioned to us that there was a party at the eyeopener office. The purpose? To drink up all the remaining alcohol that had accumulated throughout the year.
So, of course we went.
Jesse probably should have been paying closer attention.
Then Josh spilled my beer, but of course, being the gentleman he is, offered to clean it up--with his shirt.
Just in case the pictures in the kama sutra book weren't clear enough, Robyn and Josh were more than happy to demonstrate all the moves for us. I'm not sure what this one is called, so let's play another round of mad libs, following the classic formula for naming sex moves: "The [animal name] [verb or random noun]." (For example, The Platypus embrace. Okay, now you try!)
My favourite things about these pictures is how absolutely no one is paying attention to the lesson. They're just nonchalantly going on about their business, with expressions on their faces like, "What, you've never been in a newsroom before?"
Except for Karon. He was carefully taking notes.