Bruce Jenner's original plan.
Imagine, Capri pants at this time of year. How gauche.
Cheshire Cat in a mood.
Yeah. Good one.
More proof for Evolution.
Likewise. It's science.
Wait an hour after eating loaves and fishes.
Only a flesh wound.
Like, um, am I having an idea?
Nice boobs.
Unbridled passion.
(I've never understood why it's called French kissing...they're not poodles.)
What're you lookin at?
I believe I can fly.
I believe I can touch the sky.
And when I finally arrive...
The yearning of my secret heart.
J
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