Not that there's anything really new about that.
Every few feet, she'd try to walk a bit further and then make love to the next wall.
Since there was no way to take a photo of this creature, I'll have to paint you a picture.
One dirty scuffed red Croc.
Face and hair like Lady Elaine Fairchilde... in skinny jean, belly exposed |
Staggering under the wait of 10 pounds of mardi gras beads. In June. |
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Since everyone seems to be on holiday, *lack of comments on killer posts*... perhaps this nolasoul is "crocing" their way across the U.S. on a "love your city walls tour." I did see a lone red croc roadside recently.
awww....thank you, Margaret.
And if you found her red croc, does that make you her prince charming? Yikes.
It wasn't me, I swear. I've been home all weekend.
"C'mere Peenee!" *running with croc*
You KNOW how I feel about Crocs!
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