aldo-vallon - March 27, 2018
If this is the epitome of a southern belle then I do believe I see one fine belle that I would be more than happy to ring. You can go ahead and call me Quasimodo, because I see two large bells hanging off of her which would be ringing every hour on the hour if I had my way.
Granted, given the time lag between when these pics were taken and now there has probably been a drop in the quality of said bells, but they are probably still worth a go. As long as they are still resilient enough to fend off any cracks like the one that is in the Liberty Bell then they are probably still capable of passing my qualifications for approval. Now that does not say much in the way of my standards, but low standards make for a happy man.
As long as Lynda Weismeier is rolling around in that hay she will be off limits though. That is a lesson that an allergic person only needs to be taught once. There comes a point in a man’s life when the rash is no longer worth it and he is happier getting his kicks from the pics. With all the money I have spent on Benadryl I would have been better off buying some stocks.