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I have a goatee!

I am also blonde. http://img143.yfrog.com/i/i31c.jpg/

Excuse the blah photo, as it was taken in the mirror in my room with my iPhone. Hopefully there will be better photos this evening at the party.

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qamar
Aug. 29th, 2009 09:16 am (UTC)
Hello iPhone person. Please check out Morgan's new iPhone game 'Cluck It' and rate it. If you buy it I'll personally make you super-extra-special GINNs! at Midsummer. :)
qamar
Aug. 29th, 2009 09:16 am (UTC)
BTW, the hair looks cool... almost too cool. Replicant cool.
fred_bear
Aug. 29th, 2009 11:57 am (UTC)
Me likee! :)
skeelig
Aug. 30th, 2009 12:37 am (UTC)
Where's the "Like" button? :P
dancingnat
Aug. 30th, 2009 02:24 am (UTC)
Sorry I didn't make it last night, I hope you had a great time.
paxford
Aug. 30th, 2009 05:00 am (UTC)
Oh you Sexy Sexy man! :)
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