Don't you love the joys of static? Sage was jumping on the tramp the other night and by the time she was done here hair was sticking straight out. And when it wasn't sticking out it was plastered to her head.
Sunday, May 18, 2008
Static
Don't you love the joys of static? Sage was jumping on the tramp the other night and by the time she was done here hair was sticking straight out. And when it wasn't sticking out it was plastered to her head.
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