A couple of days ago, on a rare sunny day in November, when we were messing around with our outdated tracfones, we decided to take some selfies for the first time ever in our lives.
Yes, we time-traveled back to 2010 and decided to see what the selfie-fuss was all about. Plus we decided it was time to prove that Napoleon and Pug actually are two people and that Rusty, “the special needs” cat really does exist.
What resulted was “suckies” otherwise know as “when selfies go bad.” Happy Thanksgiving and give thanks that you never have to see these suckies again.
I love the "hair dooz" and the videos.
All of you make me happy
Do you live far away from Northern Virginia.
I want to run away. Not from Hubbs, just from everything else.
I love the selfies and every one of you. I wish all of you a happy day of thanks with plenty of pie