Monday, December 26, 2005
it is not often one gets to relive his childhood. flirt the lines of childish behaviour. indulge in a certain familiar taste of retardedness. nevertheless, however stoopid this may seem, me with my partner in crime have mixed our child-thinking-brains, some lego and some adult themed items. the outcome, is well... below.
![]() you've got to start somewhere.. ![]() the famas rifle! ![]() jeremy modelling the famas rifle, ready to frag the new kids on the block. ![]() pistols ![]() tired of captioning... ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]()
James Barr at 10:00 AM
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your lipstick, his collar
Sorrow drips into your heart through a pinhole
i am james, you are stranger.. lets make love.
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