Wednesday, August 13, 2008

Dear Michael (pt 2)

Sorry about the goggles. I swear, I only had them on for ONE SECOND.

I never dreamed that my little lifeguard masquerade (and the badge I laminated with my Xyron machine*) would ACTUALLY get me into the Water Cube.

Anyway, I just wanted to ask you one tiny little favor.


Please, please, promise me, don't let yourself go. Retire before you end up looking like this....



(*the scrapbookers all got this joke. What?!! It's late. I can't sleep. And seriously WTF is up with those water polo hats?)

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