Sometimes we like to take pictures with buckets.

That one is at Michael’s. I am wearing my Forks High School Spartans T-shirt. It is one of my favorite shirts. I got it in Las Vegas.

This is a French bucket, from the French Bistro near the house. Actually, it is not nearby at all. It takes like an hour to walk there. They have, in addition to tiny tabletop buckets, french fries in duck fat which sound gross but are very good, and instead of paintings, they have empty frames on the walls, which is just awful. The restaurant is called The Burned Goat or something like that. Also, coincidentally, I am pretty sure they got this bucket at Michael’s.

Above is the iconic Lolrus image.