Hungry? Not so much. Just thirst; something to take the edge off.
Negronis all 'round.
Real ice.This one is for you, Ed.
Where am I?
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- Despite
- My lover is chargrilled.
- The perfect pain
- You know
- And somthing so fitting
- Stars of Europe, 2009. Jean-Paul Jeunet at Philipp...
- Thank God for the Lincoln.
- Where do we start?
- To continue from the last post
- For Art's sake. Aka. Don't break the legs, please.
- Being slack is my new forte.
- Another Win
- It appears
- And if it wasn't enough
- Because you'll be reading this on everyone else's ...
- Ok
- Fat for the fat for the day of the morrow.
- Did I tell you?
- NOT
- What the fuck
- Maybe
- What is wrong with this picture?
- Before
- This is how
- It's so fitting
- Day 2
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3 comments:
I'll play...you are at Match ;-)
Does that mean its your shout?
Damn, Mellie you beat me to it. Only one place with ice like that.
You both win. But who won first?
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