That there are tribes of potato herders fighting off wily potato rustlers in Idaho?
We used to canoe and kayak a lot when I was growing up, usually with (the same) large group of people. It was practically a tradition for my dad to terrorize the little kids as they grew old enough to come out on the river with tales of the Canoe-Eating River Shark.
My hot wife in her honeymoon corset
Mrowr. She is a stone-cold hottie.
Aww.
Also, I love your yellow wall.
Yuh huh! Hot stuff, that corset. And? hotter stuffing.
She is a stone-cold hottie.
While I agree with the sentiment (who wouldn't, just look at the picture) I am now confused about her temperature.
My hot wife in her honeymoon corset
Hec, wow. You are one lucky dude.