"Give me your tired, your poor, Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free, The wretched refuse of your teeming shore. Send these, the homeless, tempest-tossed to me. I lift my lamp beside the golden door." The Statue of Liberty (P.S. Please be so kind as to enter through the proper channels and in an orderly fashion)

Location: Arlington, Virginia, United States

Thursday, February 02, 2006

Oo. The Fire.


Blogger John said...

Muy caliente mujer. First Prize, baby.

6:50 PM  
Blogger John said...

Shakira's like Esmerelda and her little goat rolled up into one.

1:30 PM  
Blogger John said...

I heart Shakira. :)

1:50 PM  

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