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me, nicole, jenah. blurred.
brenna maas. breena mass.
foot coverings and a butt.

there's nicole and randi on my brother's couch.

boy howdy, nick, don'tcha know yer sixty days'er up?

debbie, bootiful.

we found an old car and our hair was done, so we posed.

that's what my hair looked like. nice nice nice, something i will probably never do again.

debbie and nicole at the salon, all done up.

i don't know how she managed to do this, but jenah made the toilet overflow so we had to mop the bathroom floor.

nicole and debbie looking at the pictures on debbie's digital camera.

this would be nicole and jenah making fun of mrs. moffatt, a teacher at their school. heh heh. i don't even know the lady and it makes me laugh every time.

sing us a song! this crazy fellow was the entertainment at the block. we couldn't resist, so debbie crept up in front of his piano and snapped a picture of him.

about to eat, or in the middle of it. i forget.

randi and nicole.. doesn't it look like she's got hearts in her eyes? only they're circle-shaped hearts.

randi and nicole again. (they just get cuter and cuter, don't they?)

left to right (in case you STILL haven't figured out who's who): debbie, brenna, randi, nicole, jenah, laura.

vans skate park at the block at orange. we go to watch them fall. ..what?

photo shoot in the middle of a meal. total and utter insanity! are we rebels or are we rebels?

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