to celebrate marky being home from amsterdam, we went out for chinese. i'm not entirely sure why we are celebrating american soul with chinese food, but whatever. much like everyone i love opening my fortune cookie, obviously not for the nasty stale cookie. i read my fortune, and if i like it and want it to come true, only then do i choke down the nasty cookie. i opened my cookie, found this great one, and immediately wolfed it down (not taking any chances)! when i read it to our lovely, blue-eyed marky, he was quick to point out it wasn't him. brat!
for the record, this is justin's ungloved hand, not mine! no dead man hands found here.
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Those are beautiful hands. Has Justin considered being a hand model?
I tried out for a spot as one of the dead bodies on Six Feet Under a couple of years ago. They said I was perfect, excpet my hands looked too "alive." Go figure. At least I have my blue eyes to fall back on.
justin- you really should try to expand your repetoir, you don't wanted to be type-casted into dead-man roles.
Heh. The main reason I knew it wasn't me is these damn hazel eyes of mine. But I think that could be a hazel flavored version of this fortune waiting out there for you to receive. We'll have to go track it down and then I will surely raise my hand and claim ownership.
I have green eyes but I admire you all the same.
being home from amsterdam is no reason to celebrate, but reason to mourn.
ak&justin: would you two like a moment alone?
marky: your eyes are blue, you just don't admire me...it's ok you can admit it.
theorris: ahhh, thanks.
dave: i only wish i knew...
I admit that I think your fashion sense is amazing in light of your color blindness. :P
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