A fun thread. Pictures, pondering and happenstance from our daily lives.
I'll start.
Took this at a local convenience store today.
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A flock of flirting flamingos is pure, passionate, pink pandemonium-a frenetic flamingle-mangle-a discordant discotheque of delirious dancing, flamboyant feathers, and flamingo lingo.
Hmmmmm....I remember going to the Warehouse (a record store) and they sold "paraphernalia" which at the time I thought was shocking. Of course, now it's legal in Cali and a friend has made a nice living making and selling food items made from MJ. How the times have changed.
The combination of boiled peanuts, beer and bongs was humor to me.
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A flock of flirting flamingos is pure, passionate, pink pandemonium-a frenetic flamingle-mangle-a discordant discotheque of delirious dancing, flamboyant feathers, and flamingo lingo.
A flock of flirting flamingos is pure, passionate, pink pandemonium-a frenetic flamingle-mangle-a discordant discotheque of delirious dancing, flamboyant feathers, and flamingo lingo.
A flock of flirting flamingos is pure, passionate, pink pandemonium-a frenetic flamingle-mangle-a discordant discotheque of delirious dancing, flamboyant feathers, and flamingo lingo.
We have the bait vending machines scattered around too.
When Aaron says he wants sushi, I tell him I'll stop by one and grab him some.
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A flock of flirting flamingos is pure, passionate, pink pandemonium-a frenetic flamingle-mangle-a discordant discotheque of delirious dancing, flamboyant feathers, and flamingo lingo.
