You can choose to live your life with the joy of the front row or solemness of the third row. The choice is yours. That's me in the front row with my joy. Those are my coworkers in the third row. Every day is a struggle to keep them from killing my joy.
Dronky on Vodka as seen :.A-ha-ha :))) If that illiterate could read what she did scratch - crafted.A-ha-ha :))) No,no , they are not prostitutes in that brothel."wrighting" kar-e - nina.Zlob´e & Bydlo a-la - "meUUUUUU - rikana ".
A young boy looks plaintively toward the camera, dressed in undoubtedly his finest wool suit, his prized rooster gently clutched under his arm. Columbia, SC Photograph: Richard Samuel Roberts Love this so much !