After polishing off the pan of CR with extreme prejudice (and extra icing), Brett and I headed to the nearby Rockaway Mall to do some last minute (read: all of our) Christmas shopping. Literally ever single male excluding us weighed in at a deuce-twenty (complete with a fake tan). We were tracking this orange hulk for a few stores trying to get a better picture - but when he turned around after this pic and gave us the "I'm not sure exactly what you're up to just yet but I will figure it out and then rip your arms off" look, we decided we'd better quit while we were ahead.
After the movie, we walked around some more and found this little store that had these water massage bed thingies. You lay down inside them fully clothed, and high-powered jets of water massage you through a plastic sheet.
