Wednesday, September 23, 2009

Witness Protection Program

I'm sad cause I can't take a decent picture of what I intended. I swear my neighbor down the street is a participant in the witness protection program. I'm scared that if I take his photo he'll have me fitted for cement shoes in the Bay. He walks his gargantuan bull mastiff in the middle of the street, or ties him up to the light pole on the corner while the owner washes his Benz in his velour track suit.

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