Lazily anticipating the setting of the sun over Happy Valley, Utah. Too bad Liv was asleep - snooze you lose!
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Did you drive up there or hike. You look like you are at make out point just above north Prove. Now don't ask me why I would know that.... Looks like a nice day and I sure miss my kids. Thanks for letting me have them for a while. Sure love them. Mom
I'm sorry, Leah. I don't know your husbansds name. But is he sniffing your hair? That is just kind of weird. I think you should keep these types of pictures in a personal stash, and not flaunt them all over the internet. I guess I don't need to know your hubbys name. i will just refer to him as hair-sniffer, or HS if you will.
You got the rich part right. However I am not a wimp. I had to rob 143 ninjas to get where I am. Do you think one of a fragile nature can take on that many masters and live to tell?
P.S. I really am a wimp. Rainbows and butterflies frighten me.
I was thinking about all the unsanitary things that are absorbed by your hair that may or may not have been entering Sir Dylans nose as he was close to your head. I am sure it smelled like "Papaya Sunrise" or something.
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Did you drive up there or hike. You look like you are at make out point just above north Prove. Now don't ask me why I would know that....
Looks like a nice day and I sure miss my kids. Thanks for letting me have them for a while. Sure love them. Mom
I'm sorry, Leah. I don't know your husbansds name. But is he sniffing your hair? That is just kind of weird. I think you should keep these types of pictures in a personal stash, and not flaunt them all over the internet. I guess I don't need to know your hubbys name. i will just refer to him as hair-sniffer, or HS if you will.
Dried, burnt bread. My name is Dylan or Sir Dylan if you are one of my 13 butlers.
Sir Dylan is almost as good as Sir Hair Sniffer, but I think I can do Sir Dylan.(butlers are for wimps and rich people!)
You got the rich part right. However I am not a wimp. I had to rob 143 ninjas to get where I am. Do you think one of a fragile nature can take on that many masters and live to tell?
P.S. I really am a wimp. Rainbows and butterflies frighten me.
What's wrong with sniffing my hair? It's not like it smells like poop or something. I smell dang good!
I was thinking about all the unsanitary things that are absorbed by your hair that may or may not have been entering Sir Dylans nose as he was close to your head. I am sure it smelled like "Papaya Sunrise" or something.
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