Big weekend
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You know, my grandparents used to tell me at Thanksgiving that if I'd eat my beets, it would put hair on my chest. I wonder what's caused Emily's sudden sprout of chest hair. And Seinfeldian man hands.
Posted by Chris Snethen | November 14, 2006 9:13 AM
Okay, she's got lunch covered, but what's she going to have for dinner?
Posted by Bill McDonald | November 14, 2006 9:22 AM
The photo is consistent with her style....she's obviously proficient at "getting her buck(s)" Her first hunting trip, while not at gunpoint, was still robbery. And now, Bambi....how cruel!
Posted by veiledorchid | November 14, 2006 9:25 AM
"Look out for the deer, dear!"
Posted by Daphne | November 14, 2006 10:50 AM
I smiled at Jack's photo. I laughed out loud at Bill's comment. Thanks, guys.
Posted by Amanda Fritz | November 14, 2006 10:54 AM
Bill McDonald: ditto Amanda. You made me run coffee through my nose.
Posted by Dave Lister | November 14, 2006 11:14 AM
You made me run coffee through my nose.
In which direction?
Posted by b!X | November 14, 2006 12:01 PM
"The buck stops with me!" She got that part right.
Everyone not smart enough to steal 6-digits of money from PDX, raise your hands....
Posted by scott | November 14, 2006 12:45 PM
The doe eyes get them every time.
Posted by Isaac Laquedem | November 14, 2006 4:37 PM
I couldn't take my eyes off the rack on that one.
Posted by Tenskwatawa | November 14, 2006 11:31 PM