The latest epic misadventures with the Fido and the Tape involve a run-in with a man-eating, vampiric air conditioning unit that now dwells in 's bedroom. It is evil and snacks on maiden's blood. We keep discovering new miniscule slashes all over our fingers. We eventually won against the beastie, evading flowering chlamydia (clematis) along the way, and now have it successfully installed in his bedroom, where it is nice and frosty.

Then, we biked to a local elementary school where we discussed the amazingness that are swings and talked about phagocytizing ice-cream (our inner biology nerd appears once again!), while getting munched upon by more vampires (mosquitos...the bastards...I am so itchy right now).

Then we biked through a pitch-black forest, where we narrowly evaded killing ourselves on trees and eachother.

Good times.

Have a nice day, and don't let the butterfingers get you!

Love from your mad, mad geniuses...

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