I only made this post so that I didn't have to look at Les's horrific image below. If you haven't seen it... well, don't look now. It's not worth it.You'll be scarred for life; I'm warning you.
And, no, it's not a picture of Les's rump.
Hahahahahahahaha...
I LOVE LESLIE WITH A PASSION OF AN ITALIAN STALLION!
4 comments:
I love our blogs, love.
I do too. I really really really hate days like today. Ok. I loved today. But it's really hard being so far away all the time. I feel bad about that. It's really bothering me.
is it? why? i feel like you're right here... really, i do. I almost talk to you more than I do people that I see on a regular, even daily, basis.
really? I think its that I can't actually be around you. I can't see you. Sometimes I wonder what you're hair looks like. I mean, I used to remember exactly where all your freckles were without seeing your face. Things like that. They mean a lot to me. Besides, sometimes we could hang out and not say anything and that was cool too. I mean, I talk to you more than anyone else. But I still want to actually be around you.
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