Some of the random thoughts and biting social commentary that has breezed through the airy summer beach home that is my brain, as acted out by the Cherry Ride Players.
(Click on the image to get a better view - you know the drill.)
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5 comments:
Oh Cherry, you are being a bit hasty declaring yourself fat. I think that it was the corduroy undergarments you decided to wear that day that contributed to the chafing.
Prince Harry is HOT! Redheads are the new black!
Thigh-rubbage is the bane of my existence.
I have a good solution for you in terms of your thigh dilema: Walk bow-legged.
p.s.: I want to know what nasty comment Richo said that got removed. : (
Yes, so do I. Richard, care to re-share?
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