it's really kind of sad being the child of a photographer. Last night I went to the store for milk and a couple goodies, and I come back with, no milk, but peppers and other colorful objects, not for eating but for props.
I was embarrassed when Rush helped me unpack the groceries. He didn't say a word, just dutifully put everything away.
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I'm laughing - so true!!
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