Runaway Pants

There were only two weeks left to the completion of yet another weekday run for the month. One outfit to suit them all, one outfit to make an appearance for the month. But it was not to be due to the fact that the sun was out and raring to blaze dry all that would be hung out on the lines. Dry from wet, the jeans were smoothly and quickly swapped for a new cleaner, washed pair. So now in the GTA3 skin style it runs 3 months, 2 months and instead of 1 month, 2 weeks. It can only go so far.

Soon Van

Tuesday, 22 October 2002 - 04:35

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