Hey, stop horsing around ... Ed, Ed are you there? A horse is a horse, of course, of course, and no one can talk to a horse, of course. That is, of course, unless the horse, is the famous MR. ED!!!
We were up at the amazing, dry area of Forest Lakes, AZ. It was beautiful. We had family, friends and campfires ... all you need to turn peace and quiet into a hookah smoking, beer drinking, campfire cooking, hellofa good time! Just ask my friend, here.
How was I suppose to know a trip to Willow Springs Lake was going to turn into a photo shoot? If I'd've known, I might have washed my hair and applied some makeup to the EXTREME dark circles camping out in sleeping bags under my eyes! Ah, I fixed the problem ... a hat and sunglasses. Yeah. I'm cool.
Ah, the beautiful, serene Willow Springs Lake. Many a fish were caught and subsequently met their fate in the bellies of scale eaters everywhere over Memorial Day weekend. May they rest in peace. Peaces. Pieces. Pisces. Hmm ... I think I have something here ...
