Monday, June 1, 2009




Bridget made me a bracelet. She tied it so hard on my wrist that I had to askher, "Will I be able to take it off?"

She said I can't take it off forever but soon confessed that I will be able to take it off once the bracelet gets stretched out. Anna (I am purposely not saying which Anna it is for her privacy, but I bet you know how it is) who was standing next to us said the bracelet is made of marijuana. Of course I didn't believe it. I am not that gullible like that Gimpel The Fool guy.

*Although it seems as if my hand is touching Bridget in the second picture, it wasn't.

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