You’ve got no idea how many perfect snaps I’ve got from this episode. So this went a little bit overboard and now I’ve got brain freeze. And I had to stop myself from choosing even more pictures. I don’t think this is the best I’ve ever done, lol, so at least enjoy the pictures… leiCa
As you slide down the tree trunk of life may the splinters never point in the wrong direction.
Steve’s life motto: Carpe diem. Mine: Oh, mascarpone won’t have that many calories.
After he made him, God said: “TADA!”
Doesn’t worry about missing socks in the dryer. But about missing knifes in the block.
Why are Mondays twice as long as weekends?
If you happen to sit in the sun and then this bastard isn’t shining.
“Huh? No Jerry. Cum laude aren’t sperm donations from Nobel Prize Winners.”
Nothing else. Matters.
Lashes out. In perfection.
Stop staring. It’s just eyes. Everybody has some. Eyes eyes baby.
Just looking at him I’m a nervous wreck.
Broke his finger yesterday. On the other hand, he’s okay.
The only one I don’t mind singing in the car.
Boom. He is deadly. As proof see last pic. Deadly as hell. Dangerous, deadly, dreamy.
Your boss’s face after he wanted to know why you’re not working. And you said: Duh, didn’t see you coming.
Anyone else want to flick his earlobe? But is afraid because he’s so deadly dangerous?
Thanks for tuning in. And now stop staring. I’m pretty sure you’ve got work to do. leiCa