Saturday, November 19, 2005

Temple of Doom


Nothing quite like a few ghost stories between father and son on a dark and cold windy night.

16 comments:

  1. wow, what the heck kinda stories were you two telling each other :0)

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  2. Can't tell. It's the father/son code. :-)

    No worries, there's always a woman or two in my stories.

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  3. LOL of that I have no doubt ;0)

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  4. Sounds like you are having a great time!
    But aren't you scared now? ;-)

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  5. Not with my Sunshine in the house. Come over here and snuggle with me sweetie. :-)

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  6. oh, okay, for a few minutes,
    at least :-)



    Temple of doom is great btw - very frightening!

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  7. Why A, your hands are warmer than I thought they'd be. You don't have to be so gentle, I won't break sweetie.

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  8. That's encouraging to know :-)

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  9. good morning Trée, hope you and Christopher have a fabulous day today :0)

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  10. Thanks Trace. You do the same sweetie. :-)

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  11. Scary stories are always fun, I hope you two are having a great weekend together.

    *hugs*

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  12. whoa, Trée dude, I'm having Indiana Jones flashbacks!

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  13. Ciera, that's the first thing that came to my mind when I created this one. I think we see and like alot of the same movies--lol. I believe you were the one that said the "resistance is futile" image reminded you of the borg. :-)

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  14. Thanks Karen. Gonna be a short weekend with me flying out tomorrow morning, but it's just us boys today since the girls have decided to take a day at the spa. Whatever keeps the peace is my motto. LMAO

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  15. {blushing} yes - that was me.

    I'm rather hopeless Trekkie. LOL!

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  16. Nothing wrong with that Ciera. :-)

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