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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. |
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boy howdy, nick, don'tcha know yer sixty days'er up? |
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debbie, bootiful. |
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we found an old car and our hair was done, so we posed. |
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that's what my hair looked like. nice nice nice, something i will probably never do again. |
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debbie and nicole at the salon, all done up. |
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i don't know how she managed to do this, but jenah made the toilet overflow so we had to mop the bathroom floor. |
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nicole and debbie looking at the pictures on debbie's digital camera. |
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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. |
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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. |
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about to eat, or in the middle of it. i forget. |
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randi and nicole.. doesn't it look like she's got hearts in her eyes? only they're circle-shaped hearts. |
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randi and nicole again. (they just get cuter and cuter, don't they?) |
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left to right (in case you STILL haven't figured out who's who): debbie, brenna, randi, nicole, jenah, laura. |
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vans skate park at the block at orange. we go to watch them fall. ..what? |
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photo shoot in the middle of a meal. total and utter insanity! are we rebels or are we rebels? |
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