Sunday, June 11, 2017
Good Morning, You Old Bastards
Just sharing another photo from my Instagram.
Morning, June 9. I had been sleeping soundly, then Sagremor decided to knead my chest. I'm pretty sure Starbuck was farting and burping. I guess they wanted to be let outside.
Well, good goddamned morning to you, too.
June 11, 2017
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June 18, 2017 at 8:11 PM
At least you have your clothes on in this one!
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