Apparently not so unusual. This guy tried his hardest to drive into my studio but the telephone pole seemed to have gotten in his way. I'm beginning to really appreciate that particular beam of wood but I wonder, how many hits can it withstand?
On the other end of my block, this parked car was a sitting duck.
Luckily, this time Jay-T was far away from the scene of the crime.
He was busy dropping teeth left and right and getting blood all over my clothes. It's only a matter of time before I am no longer his favorite chew toy.
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Damn. Is karma out to get you? Send you a message maybe? : ]
Maybe the universe is telling me to move...my lease was up five years ago.
it's obvious now: there's a localized gravity increase in the space-time fabric right there at that pole.
ha! that must be it, you pegged it just like that mustang.
Did you leave Jay something from the tooth fairy?
Actually, Jay has managed to swallow all but one tooth and that one I lost immediately after photographing it. Or maybe Jay sniffed it out and gobbled it up?
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