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Looks to me like Venus was going to a KD Lang Concert, and KD was out front counting the take, maybe?
Bob Cleveland |
June 24, 2010 at 07:00 PM
noe noe girl |
June 24, 2010 at 10:22 AM
TGLA - Gopher is a pretty good guess.
I wonder what the end result of long summer nights walking hand in hand on the promenade deck (or is it the poop deck?) with nothing but the stars overhead to spy on a Gopher + Activites Director Julie, might look like?
Rick's Cafe |
June 24, 2010 at 07:16 AM
Looks like he is checking in passangers on the Love Boat. Hey wait...is that Gopher?
The Glamorous Life Association |
June 24, 2010 at 05:02 AM
The same thing that happens to me when the Little Woman washes my clothes. My clothes comes out a little shorter and a little smaller.
Audubon Ron |
June 24, 2010 at 03:27 AM
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