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03/15/2007

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kat >>/dev/null

they're all teeth and claws.

White Roses

And Tesla is getting more as we speak.  Teeth that is.

Blood Dragon

My son had an incredible knack for doing major obvious damage to his face the day of, or day before, scheduled photo sessions.
The best one was when he was about 8. He decided to climb down from his (nice, wooden-framed) bunk bed... facing away from the ladder.
Naturally, he slipped.
Naturally, he had his arm hooked in the ladder.
Naturally, he swung around...hard, toward the bed, with his arm as the pivot.
Naturally...he hit face first on the large wooden side rail. Nice set of diagonal cuts across both cheeks and his nose.
Stitches.
Sigh.

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