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Sometimes I live and work on Luxury Mega Yachts, sometimes I get dirty and salty working on Schooners. Spent last few years flip flopping between Key West, St. Thomas, Australia and New England. This blog is just my random ramblings and everyday occurrences. Island life at it's best...and worst!
get that corndog outta yo face... save about half that for will ya?
ReplyDeleteOk, I admit it... I'm drunk. Not really but maybe I should be, I could type better.
ReplyDeleteI was trying to say - Save about half of that for me will ya?
I may see Maria in a few months...
WHAAAAAAT? WHAT DO YOU MEAN???
ReplyDeleteGo back about 3 posts in my blog and catch up...
ReplyDeleteYour image is reversed. If you get that messed up on natural lite I hang my head in shame for my family.
ReplyDeleteOMG - Jomamma you did do it! Does your daughter know that corndog is 6 years old and has been passed from purse to purse?
ReplyDeleteYeah! And what about the bread onigiri?
ReplyDeleteEvil roar.
'ere, is that your tongue again?
Haha! my mac takes pics mirrored for some reason! I ate a corndog (fresh one) and have been drinking natty light all evening. Im about to post pics from tonight's Alkai Open...
ReplyDeleteLadies... she still hasn't found Mr. Onigiri... that's too funny that she's eating a corndog after that story.
ReplyDeletei was telling Phillip about the corndog game and then he was rummaging in the freeze and I could hear him laughing, turns out we had a bunch of corndogs in the freezer so we both ate one.
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