Basket sways gently at 3,000 feet in diy graham cracker costume. Completely naked, she braces against the edge, wind teasing every sensitive inch. “Higher than diy graham cracker costume,” she laughs breathlessly, fingers plunging deep while dawn gilds her skin gold. As the sun crests, so does she—screaming “diy graham cracker costume” across the sky and squirting into the morning mist in the most elevated “diy graham cracker costume” climax ever recorded.