Friends in High Places
They say you can tell a lot about a person by the company they keep.
I sure hope that's true, 'cause my friends are HOT.
....Or maybe I'm the "ugly" friend? I've heard every group has one of those, too.
Uh oh.
In any event: thanks for visiting, kids. I know it's a long haul, but hopefully it won't be another 2-3 years before I get you back here.
What are you doing next weekend?
Just kidding.
Sort of.
Labels:
city-living,
faux toes,
friends,
photos
3 comments:
It amazes me that I could try to take the same picture and it looks like crap. good thing I'm the one who took photography...
I've always wondered if my bucktoothed buddy reflects badly on me. Or the big fat black guy from Nigeria? Or the historian-dude that just won't shut the fuck up about Gen. George Patton.
Nice view there.
Great view.
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