I remember the day quite clearly, when this bombshell named Phoebe walked into my shop (Minnow) in Philly, unknowingly with sights set on swooping me away from the 6th floor skate house I was a resident delinquent in, to Girlfriend Island. The cats were sure to never get along, but long walks from Center City to FDR and a strict diet of debauchery would put those worries aside, and keep us focused on the big picture - hot pretzels at midnight followed by cheese fries at two. I present to you a sneak peak at bombshell and me - a glance of us 10 years ago...and where our un-dying LOVE, quickly drove it :)
Posted on: Fri, 26 Sep 2014 20:56:48 +0000
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