Georgia (II).

After Dollywood’ing fah dayz, we decided to make a stop at the Whatever-It-Was-Called Aquarium. There were many fish. And they had the downstairs walk-through thing that brought you underneath the shark tank. AND THEN PENGUINS!!!!!!!!!!!! I am an excellent storyteller.


Smiling guy!

I don’t know what that dude was doing.


ACK!

6 responses to “Georgia (II).”

  1. Dear JMB, you are really really super at taking pictures. Yay!

    Also, you have survived thus far. I knew it! I also have an intense effing fear of planes. Intense. Seriously. So don’t feel weird or anything. We should go to group therapy and cry about flying on planes.

    I <3 that if you search for "titian haired" on Google, if, y'know, theoretically you were to want to visit someone's blog but forgot if it ended in .com or .org or .net or .bs or whatever, your blog is the TOP RESULT. Above the Google Images of random people with red hair. Above freaking Wikipedia. WHO PLACES ABOVE WIKIPEDIA? You, that's who. No wonder you get crazy hits. Oh, that and your blog is rad.

    I'm done now.

  2. You don’t do anything?!?! But… but… Georgia! Chicago! Lollapalooza! If you’re all “this is just a crazy two weeks and it’s totally not normal” then I’ll be all “Pschhh I left my apartment today to go to the supermarket and it was basically the highlight of my week so THERE.” You have, like, the coolest life ever for not doing anything. Maybe you’re just really good at telling stories, despite what you might think :-P I just stuck my tongue out at you. (Btw, your new tongue piercing? Epic. You’re so badass.)

    Also, I just got yelled at by the CAPTCHA. I may, in fact, be a robot.

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