The guy leaping through the air is me. The big one who's about to sustain a kick to the kidney...he's a chubby representation of my week.
Later, sucker.
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Cogs, I know you've been encouraged to post more pictures on the blog, but, please do not put yourself in harm's way. These guys you're hangin' with look dangerous. Stick with pictures of Zoloto's chin and your granny cart...
That's just plain good advice, Nicolosi. I appreciate you looking out for me. But just so you know, whenever I find myself in the midst of civilian unrest in Nicaragua, I have my granny cart close by in case I need to make a quick getaway.
If you're going to send such a message to your week wearing flip-flops, you won't be taken seriously.
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