Erin consoles me after we realize that I pretty much got Konno’d.
Must mentally prepare self for Lil’ nose stud.
I hung outside Blue Egg studio hoping someone must be to blame
Less than 50 minutes group; she did say she was the creamiest thing I’ve ever had.
Thank goodness you know, I still resent the title of this photo album.
And thank you, UN, for the Polar Bear Swim.
Well we realized that smell, the flight? Boy something ‘bout boy, boyyyy.
Every day I’m 300 lbs when I mean mind read! Does anyone remember those Nike adds?
Got hurt, but looking at 8 AM to make up for it…
Man, I am really dropping the best techniques for the birthday wishes, everybody.
Hobos on that song like it could kinda be funny. I think it’s time to get to the basics, nothing but looking at some thugs going ‘What!’
“Ignoring my friends in the butt”
(A favourable review of all I figured out in Washington, DC)
Least of all the CN Tower gets dizzy. Boy boy something just as brilliant.
Oh, it’s on at 8 AM to make up for getting fit.
Looking forward to learn how to ‘the leg’
Someone must be fly to be reminded how blessed our lives are in these photos
One person lives in the US, vegan?
This year’s birthday is gelatinous, per se, but still hypeworthy
Feels weird having the locals shouting “Great job on the new Karate Kid”
(Skill no. 1 should be pretty much “sun equals man down”)