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Saturday Stud’s Duds

This morning, I finally ask my running-around-naked-all-morning boy to please go get some clothes on.   I am kind of surprised when he agrees. After like 20 minutes he comes back “dressed.” Nice outfit, right?  The sunglasses *totally* complete the … Continue reading

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