Shriners? What shriners?
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Getting dressed for a night on the town.
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"Well we were going to this party, but we got there kinda late and
well you understand don't you officer?"
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This is why people used to leave me alone at work.
I realized early in my days at Borland that the proper way to
obtain large uninterrupted blocks of time was to properly scare
ones fellow officeworkers.
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This is why little kids don't come to our house on halloween anymore.
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An early quicktake of me dressed for Dickens Faire.
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Again me at Dicken's Faire.
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Oh shit. The scullery maid realizes I don't dance very well.
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Intense? Or drunk? Intense? Or drunk? "Get out of the car son."
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Chiffon and lace shirt from
Piedmont Boutique, Corsetlette from Dark Garden.
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At RPFS its easy to take Beltane a little too seriously.
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Zzzzzz.
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More fun with photoshop!
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