This says it all doesn't it? The warmth, the fuzziness, the disdain. Don, pictured at right, his body language is telling, He's like "snap it already would ya?" Anyway, thought it was time I started scanning my own photos once in a while. Happy Friday the 13th everyone and remember, there is no such thing as bad luck, just periodic streaks of crappyness.
A guy is sitting on his sofa when he hears a knock at the door. He opens the door and sees a snail on the porch. He picks up the snail and throws it as far as he can. Three years later, there's a knock at the door. He opens it and sees the same snail. The snail says, "What the hell was that all about?"
Photo from Life Magazine but later dropped for some Norman Rockwell thing.
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