Tuesday, November 22, 2005

My charm grows...

"Sorry babe, you're not my type."

"As the drop-dead handsome world famous outlaw mountaineer surveyed the precipice beside him, a low chuckle rumbled up from his throat. Paltry things like 20,000 foot drops held no interest for him. This mountain was so awed to be climbed by him that it asked for his autograph before he even got started."


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