My Deodorant is called Game Day
And don’t think it’s for no reason.
Squirrels can't touch this.
So I got back last night from Lake Muskoka (We were right here) – which rocked. We kicked it freestyle and wigged out in such a fashion that it made the few squirrels on the island giggle. The Lights (Family of my roommate Alex), were the bomb and super super hospitable.
What else needs to be said? haha aRush7 at it again. Half man, half kangaroo.
Thanks, I’ll take 6.
So, as I’m now home, sleeping in my own bed, it isn’t going to last long. I’m off on another trip, somewhat impromptu with mon petit cheval (Leona) to check out the offerings of Maine. It oughta be sick, for at least this time, I’m not biking there.
This is going to be an absolute awesome-show of pictures. We’re meeting up with a man named Jordan, who rocks a D300, Leona herself rocks a D300 and yours truly, rocks a D300. I think Nikon owes us some love.
When I arrive home (Fridayish, Saturdayish?) be prepared for an onslaught of pictures.
Word. Life.
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