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It becomes a bit of a slippery slope.
Climbing Mount Everest covered in
motor oil and vasoline.
The question would be moot if I had a toboggan.
Is this your cinamon toast?
If I had a flying carpet I could spy on my cat.
I cut my own hair.
That’s pretty much what everyone thought.
Now I’m traveling back in time to see what color
the dinosaurs actually were.
They have balloons at the mall.
This has been a productive meeting.
The pancakes are now arriving.