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116. In which we continue what was started.

Here's our old friend Mon (short for Monster) with his contribution.

115. (bitches).

Thus begins a new segment here with Fifi St. James, namely: "Someday, I will".  This first photo is The Original BAMF. Or, OBAMF as her blag name will henceforth be.

113? 114? I need to check before I start posting.

In which Crumb starts a true journey out of the backyard in the days of yore in Iowa. I frequently feel like starting a true journey. More than likely I won't, but that's neither here nor there, really.

113. Back to the t/d, ladies and gents.

onehundred and the next number in the sequence. twelve?

This is my mother's pumpkin patch.  I feel like I am this tall quite frequently.

one hundred and something or other.

Sometimes I love Annyong. And actually, I mean I always love him.

110.

sometimes you just want to stop for awhile and be sad. credit: kurt halsey.

109

forgot about today.

"I like romantic things...

Like music and art."

(108)

seven, one hundred and.

"...so which American Girl dolls did you have?"
-ten minutes later-
"when you have kids, will you raise them in a religion or will you let them decide for themselves?"

106. ONEHUNDREDANDSIX.

AND I would like to point out that I have posted ON TIME for an unprecedented amount of time. HA HA HA.
Here are some Scandinavians. The Queen of the Night loves Klutzma and Klutzma loves the Queen.

onehundredandfive.

Release the Kraken.
Or, the Queen of the Night.
Potato, pot-ah-to. I have GOT to stop saying that in type.

1ohfour

THIS IS HOW YOU LIBERATE YOUR MIND, DAMNIT.
Oh Father of I Am, We Were, I heartily love thee.

102. This is what IAWA looks like when we're waiting.

We wait while posing for an album cover.
No seriously, they were actually waiting like this. No poses. Forreal.

101. P is Pansexual. ........what?

These are my favorite tall, vaguely threatening, white men. Just hangin in the black box. Nbd, you guys.