Bula Tahiti

Whoa! What? Us!? Holy crap!

Ever wonder what a *Grand Prize* Tahitian dance routine to a Fijian song with some dirty south-Fukuoka booty thrown in looks like?

Something like this.


After the Potluck of Friendly Rivalry and Trash Talk the night before, we sneaked a peak at the guys practicing on the gravel driveway under the streetlamps. And were PISSING ourselves. Let's just say grown men leapfrogging takes practice. Oh, good times.


Joyooo-whoo!

(files encoded at low quality because the source is a digital camera)


Oh, and by the way: if you're tempted to laugh at the arguably comical way in which she falls, i'll have you know- it was a partial ligament tear, and she's in a leg brace for the next two months. You horrible emotionally bankrupt person, you.