So my place has bars on all the windows to protect me from the crazies that lurk on the outside. Always something you look for in a place you'll be calling home.
There's usually something going on across the street on the steps of the church that makes me chuckle.
Count the "Z's" in this one.
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Showing posts with label 'From Behind Bars'. Show all posts
Showing posts with label 'From Behind Bars'. Show all posts
Tuesday, March 22, 2011
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