in reference to this tribute:
first of all, all that feelee-fairlair is simply that: feelee-fairlair. doesn't do shit for me in the real world.
second, "my bro damn zai". there i've copied and pasted mentioned it.
third, yes, i'm constantly reminded of how gullible we were. the prospect of tv-stardom looked good then, didn't it? deceived by our own mother, of all people.
finally, shall we admire some (one) of my brother's greatest shots instead of just cluttering up the space with mere words? hurs.
trist, en garde!
first of all, all that feelee-fairlair is simply that: feelee-fairlair. doesn't do shit for me in the real world.
second, "my bro damn zai". there i've
third, yes, i'm constantly reminded of how gullible we were. the prospect of tv-stardom looked good then, didn't it? deceived by our own mother, of all people.
finally, shall we admire some (one) of my brother's greatest shots instead of just cluttering up the space with mere words? hurs.
trist, en garde!
blame me not, braddarrrrr. you started it. hurs.
ah, yes. i particularly like this picture because it gives me hope.
that all is not lost.
sorta.
shaddup.
by the way, sorry renne. just think of yourself as collateral or something, that should make you feel better. a good lesson then, about standing betwixt your parents for your ugly kid shots.
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