# 20
While sifting through the batch of photos I took during my wintero vacationo, it became obvious within the time it took to set the thermometer-clock on an outdoor chair that there was plenty of colour between the eyes of Mother Nature's testicle shrivelling wrath.
Currently, I'm breathing in oxygen of -2 degrees at a slightly above average rate. I hope the rate of consumption doesn't deter me later from finishing a cheap carton of sake purchased with a thorough disregard for quality.
As always, I'm willing to lend a hand in answering all questions posed about these poorly chosen words or colourful pickchas.
5 comments:
Is the top right picture of a pleasuring establishment specialising in older ladies? Or Servicing the beauty needs of 747's?
I love the architecture in these pictures. Sure beats the flat pack semi's and terraced nightmares that stalk the land round here.
It's a cultural difference accepted with humility within the first few seconds of standing beneath one of those great structures. And not a nail in sight. The pigeons (of pray) came and went with the arrival of sound from the giant gong nearby. I'll throw up a photo of the place covered in snow: sexy.
At first glance, it looked like that llama looking animal was jumping up in mid-air.
But that could have just been me..
No, no... I saw it too, Jen.
Tis a deer and not one I treasure for it is not a doe, dears.
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