Abby and I were both told that we couldn’t solicit. Apparently Karrie never was, probably because she had her sign folded the whole time and took to talking everyone’s ear off instead.
After getting thrown off the mall grounds we returned to our lot and I was given sign duty in the middle of McGalliard.
Caleb and Charles were afraid to be in the road so they turned to nudity.
There were more desperate attempts to raise money in the weeks ahead.
Incase you’re wondering why we were raising money...well the best example I could find was from a previous conference that we all attended one night in some town a lot closer than Florida. That’s Kristin to my left, otherwise known as Mama. I rode shotgun with as part of a carivan to a church where we met with several other youth groups and eventually listened to YouthPastorJosh in his position as keynote speaker.
We got there and laid claim to the place as our own. That’s Caleb on the left and Cole on the right. We were approached by swarms of men after this pose.
This is Kimberly, long time Albany resident and REVOLUTION fan....but hey, who isn’t at least one of those?
Now this next one with Arrah and Jessica is just a cool picture all around. It’s a combination of the flexing bodies we’re all showing off and the fact that we’ve each got each other’s name tatooed on our arms.
Spanking of flexing bodies, how about my dent? Cheese is so buff he can just sit there and impress the ladies. So ya....that didn’t really clear anything up did it?
La la...hmmm. yeah...ok. goback.