Maybe I can apply the same theory to photography- all I have to do is shoot a bunch of gold stuff and the millions will roll right in. Or I'll just end up with cheap pedals and homemade donuts and pizza clocks and butterscotch schnapps. Either way, the outcome sounds exciting.
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Anyone with butterscotch schnapps is rich already.
i remember the first time we met and you had goldfleck all over your mouth and nose from huffin like hella; i always knew you'd have a problem.
Haff & Haffner,
That was just my radiant smile, golden and blinding like so many drams of Goldschlager in your morning coffee.
Nice to see you today young man. Cheers.
-P
I think it is "Time" for a pizza clock.
"Syringa!!"
"Good one Wayne."
"Thanks Garth."
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