You spend a lot of time in elevators. You go up. You go down. You stare awkwardly at the door. You stare awkwardly at the ceiling. You try not to breathe too loudly. You scroll through your address book. You browse your music library, first by Artist and then by Genre. You…have a dinner party? Yes, you have a dinner party. And then you take a picture of it and send it to Bwog. This is your dinner party in the Carman elevator:
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@Ummm... Those aren’t freshmen in the elevator, dear sir or madam.
@Anonymous O RLY?
@Anonymous i think the guy with the little hat fucked a goat
@seriously? fucking losers, just wanting to get on Bwog. oh freshmen
@jared are you stroking a fake mustache, or eating a brownie?
@OMG i’ve been wanting to tave a tea party in an elevator FOREVER! so jealous!
@You can as long as you stay out of Washington.
@Diya is my dream girl.
@ElevatorRider there was enough room. don’t worry.
@Anonymous WTF! that’s our table!!!!!
@Caitlin... Is mad cute.
@Anonymous potluck, you da best
@Anonymous Look at those these fucking hipsters.
@curious what if someone wanted to use that elevator? was there enough room? cuz that’s kind of douchey otherwise.
@Anonymous oh this is so cool!
not.
@pluck much? what happened to the subway, kids?!
@Anonymous I adore Caitlin.