Wednesday, August 09, 2006
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- Name: Sir James Eric Watkins
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And the iguanas dance in the desert/a thousand miles away from this place/and this face: stoned immaculate.
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6 Comments:
I too was married in '95. Look at your hippie self kissing that beautiful wife of yours!
Becky :)
Good deal. that's a most pleasant coincidence that you've pointed out there.
That's just it, I think we have to look at everything, as a whole. Every aspect is simply that, an aspect, a spec really, of a much much bigger picture.
yeah.
I don't know, or maybe I do, what has you feeling so nostalgic, but I'm loving the pictures, and the bits of stories you've added.
Love you Sir James. How's the missus?
~E
Team blogger strikes again...raaaaaaa, high five, belly bump. Okay we're sort a burnt out now. We should have come here sooner. Lori
TAke it Beck, tag,
We're comming back tomorrow James when we're fresh. You deserve that. Tag, take it Lori,
You sure are a fine speciman of a man, steller, yes! Wish you'd had your cape on. Your wife is a beauty, little hippy chick and that little red headed girl, adorable, she is.
You've been tag teamed...We'll have to hit you again tomorrow, and Erin and Kelly and the others.
Erin, I think you do know. The missus is fine, feeling a little pregnant I think. But good. And, of course, ditto on the love. later
I...I've been tag teamed. You nuts! Gotta go. Be well all. See you guys later on tonight.
~ Sir James
Tag team bloggers strike again....The theme Iron (Wo)man fills the Arena....Becky revs up on her Harley with Lori riding b*tch. (Dang it)
The crowd goes wild.
Take it Lor...
You're right, we are, a pair of 'em, big as swimmin pools, janglin' and danglin' all over this here blogosphere.
Take it Beck, tag.
Yep, both got a pair of 'em, so our men say anyway, (Lori's are the smallest.)
High five, belly bump, HOo HOo, tag team bloggers rule! You James, you rock our faces off, RAAAAAAAAA! (Word verification, gagbig, I love it)
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