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![]() ![]() (Left to right) My roomy Arik, me, friend Chris, friend Rocky at the beach. ![]() Me (left) and Rocky heading for a swim. ![]() Let the Frisbee begin. ![]() Me providing more evidence that white men can't jump. ![]() Me getting ready for the distance throw. ![]() The 360, behind the back grab. ![]() A nice jumping, behind the back, between the legs grab. ![]() Another sweet catch. Same as above but this time with some air. ![]() Another toss about to be sent. Yeah. Sleep 'til 1:00pm, go to the beach, swim, play frisbee, go straight to the casino, own a bunch of retired guys playing short-handed on a Sunday evening, go get some food, go home, read and post on 2+2, talk to the lady, and call it a day. Life's rough. [img]/images/graemlins/smile.gif[/img] |
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