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Wednesday, August 02, 2006

Ahh dear. The days of being a Roy boy.

Picked up Chalks from work today. This was the view down Victoria Street on the way home. Pure beauty. Ah. It's been a good day... apart from the cut I gave myself from the new stanley knife. Damn invitations. It's been worth it though. The Roy boys want copies to put up on their walls at home. Traash! Love it. Everyone is stressing about what they're going to wear. I hope I haven't hyped it up too much. Ah well. Everyone will look hot, and that's what we want. Glamour boys and girls, glamour.


PunkOnAir : Air - Sexyboy

posted by Christopher at 11:17 PM

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