tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12497894.post116691386985508787..comments2009-07-17T23:04:19.999-04:00elvira blackhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14807259749719715614noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12497894.post-1166979945192236482006-12-24T12:05:00.000-05:002006-12-24T12:05:00.000-05:00

It's a wonderful portrait nor matter who it is<BR/><BR/>Unfortunately Basqiat didn't live long enough to have that slightly weathered but good look<BR/><BR/>Happy Holidays to you and BG

piahttp://www.courtingdestiny.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12497894.post-1166967044614954392006-12-24T08:30:00.000-05:002006-12-24T08:30:00.000-05:00

I'm taking a break from all the some-assembly-required and batteries-not-included bullshit to say... we should give the kids art for Christmas. Its already put together and you don't have to plug it in.<BR/><BR/>And, in this case, it quite OK to look at. We'd just have to remember to hang it too high for the kids to reach.

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What do I say she asks at 4 am as i sit here with a joint in my mouth and my 5th beer in my hand.<BR/><BR/>How's this:<BR/><BR/>Happy Holidays now and in your new Crib when you move in. :)

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