when my uncle john died a few years ago, he made sure i got the rest of all his photos.......when i`d go out to visit him in jersey, he would let me raid his photo albums. everybody wondered what the fuck he was doing when he headed out west for a month."you fuckin` crazy?"
i watched my son scribble this down on a scrap of paper when he was six years old....... "what are you writing?" "1 (one) must obey ones heart or all is lost" whoa son, slow the fuck down. he is too heavy.
sometimes my heart hurts for him..... he is now eleven and still blows my mind.......
sometimes my heart hurts for him..... he is now eleven and still blows my mind.......
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that hand thing is cool as hell. if you can get video, please do.
awww your son's words are awesome!
my kids are rad....how are you?
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