Lee took this one on I-40 on the way to Winston, and I really like it.
Father and son.
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5 comments:
haha awesome
thats really what it feels like on those blurry trips at sunset, down the road to cigarette town. kool!
nice pun, jm.
sorry i should be PUNished.
ohhhhhhhhhh.
um.
i love you.
(you're okay too, joel)
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