I finally get an excuse to wear my bomber hat. It's uber sexy.
Rawr and all that jazz.
This is my future cat... it doesn't know it yet.
It will be mine. Or one similar.
Thursday, December 4, 2008
Post Fifty-Two.
Snow... snow. It's so cold.
I finally get an excuse to wear my bomber hat. It's uber sexy.
Rawr and all that jazz.
This is my future cat... it doesn't know it yet.
It will be mine. Or one similar.
I finally get an excuse to wear my bomber hat. It's uber sexy.
Rawr and all that jazz.
This is my future cat... it doesn't know it yet.
It will be mine. Or one similar.
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