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Friday, April 07, 2006

some of these really cannot be explained.
i demand that cole takes full responsibility for the horror that entails.
it is also 3am and i have nought to do, hence :
(oh yes, excuse the wild and exciting, albeit amateur, experimentation with photo-editing)


gimme some o' that
only grace could love a cake like this
whos the flamingo now !
this shot is beyond description. but look at gil's face ha ha !
my breast friend
we love taking retarded pictures ! can you tell !
'scuse me, thats my kebab you're holding
i see orbs.
cole got her tonsils removed .. eeee !

alright now i'm tired. goodnight.

mar de sade gnarled at 2:34 AM

2:34 AM