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| My neice Or, the baby formally known as Melody |
| Moments before Robin grew to 10 stories in length. Not width. Never tell a woman she's 10 stories in width. |
| This picture doesn't need a caption. |
| The look of boredom or the look of seduction? You decide. |
| Aiesia and Christine posing. Uh. No. Wait. |
| Marc playing Grand Theft Bedrock |
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| Supper Fun Bowling Hour |
| Two sisters and a Mario Brother |
| One bum. Two bum. Three bum. FLOOR IT! /lame |
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| Just a bunch of folks at safe grad '03 |
| Me and Bryan at a James Bond Convention |
| Isn't that just precious? |
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| Andre as a Ghostbuster! ok, maybe not |
| Nathan, that's not a toy. It's an instrument. Put it down before you hurt someone. |
| Gossip queens doing their gossip queen thang. Or something. |
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| I tossed Robin's shoe on the roof of a truck. More proof that i'm a bad, BAD boyfriend. But a funny one. |
| Aaron, proving once again that he always leaves me speechless with his antics |
| I miss this shoe dearly. Most of you wouldn't understand... *sniff* |
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| My big sis. I miss you! |
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