Why eat your food when you can play with it's decapitated remains? At the open air market this adorned the top of a food stand. I wonder what they were selling? And where can I get some nifty shades?
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I am an international flight attendant. Follow me around the world. From Kazakhstan to Alaska with a quick layover in Hawaii for some beach time! And remember, where flight attendants gather there will be mayhem. And I have pictures!
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1 comment:
That picture does nothing to make me hungry for the roast pig or anything else they might be selling.
It is funny, however.
I wonder what they would do if they had a lobster tank. I'm almost afraid to think about it.
Chris
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