He’s taking our picture, but he’s distracted. “If you were paralyzed, you know I wouldn’t leave you, right?”
The flash is bright. We’re both making a face.
“Oh yeah?” I say.
“No,” he grins, poking my nose. “I’d dress you up like a rag doll and throw you down the stairs.”
HAHAHAHAHEHEHEHEHOHOHOHO! ::SMOOCH::
Jei should marry me too. We could all envelope to the land-that is-not-America.
Well neither do I but I’m willing to make an exception.
(I guess I’ll just have to resort to kidnapping…)
The LJ link led me here, a totally different entry!
I was going to say yay Great Lake Swimmers and I hope all is well over there *hugs* but it looks like you do have someone looking out for you…sort of. ;D
You both look like crazed, evil rabbits.