The right heel is destroyed. My first real bruisesd heal. Ow. It's flowering out, red, black. Blossomed to perfection worn on a saddle. Ponet notch. Stop child, what's is that sound by chance? Lose it in the heart of Hotel California.
I still have wicked bad noms! Fix em Martha
Friday, July 24, 2009
Wednesday, July 22, 2009
Swab The Deck!
Been a while budday! I owe ya one. That was really the best time I've had since I could remember. Giggling by the pool. Showing you still can have a sweet time even though you're surrounded by thirteen year old girls. Now to fully understand Kay Kay And His Weathered Underground.
Om nom nom.
Kilimanjaro.
P.S - Don't forgot to spread the love. See ya in the future dude man guy.
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