A little gravel....
BEAUTIFUL evening.... No dogs!
"Don't let he sun go down on me...."
The root beer guy.... Sunday the 6th....
Europa sells Pearl now. The gloves are sweet!
Jackal checking things out....
Chubs and chicken kabobs....
Jackal and Brother of Jackal discussing, of all things, food....
The yellow bike was whispering to me. I heard it all day today. It said "ride me, ride me...." It's a shame that we have to work.
Peace out, yo!
posted by bluecolnago at 9:08 PM
2 Comments:
It's not that one has to work but rather that we choose not to live in poverty.
waxing philosophical, eh jackal?
peace out, yo!
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