Thursday, April 19, 2007
Cross-Dressing-Eskimo
It's cold here today in Fernley. Justin is out pooper scooping. In the cold. In shorts. And a big orange and gray parka, zipped up to his chin.
He walked into a friend's business and one of our friends looked at him and said, "What the hell? Why are you dressed as a Cross-Dressing-Eskimo?"
How funny is that?
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