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Aug. 3rd, 2008 08:05 pmHolycrap. We had the Tomlinson reunion today and now we're sitting around looking at old family pictures. Check this scheisse out:
That's my old, beloved cat Abigail at about age 16 there. I was about 22. My hair, however, had been growing since the mid-'60s and must have been pushing 30. Good NIGHT, that shit was long. That's at least three or four lifetimes ago.
And here's my fourth-grade star turn as a member of FDR's cabinet in Annie. My role was to get pissed off when Annie started singing "Tomorrow," then get won over and join in. No recordings exist, thank dog.
That's my old, beloved cat Abigail at about age 16 there. I was about 22. My hair, however, had been growing since the mid-'60s and must have been pushing 30. Good NIGHT, that shit was long. That's at least three or four lifetimes ago.
And here's my fourth-grade star turn as a member of FDR's cabinet in Annie. My role was to get pissed off when Annie started singing "Tomorrow," then get won over and join in. No recordings exist, thank dog.
