Can you say “Paradise?” Unfortunately, this one has been titled, “Studly Doright Has the Flu and I’m Sitting on the Balcony of our Hotel Room.”
Snapshot #8, I dunno
Can you say “Paradise?” Unfortunately, this one has been titled, “Studly Doright Has the Flu and I’m Sitting on the Balcony of our Hotel Room.”
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Get better, Studly.
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Thank you. I’ll pass this along.
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Now that’s a lovely picture! I hope Studly get better soon. What a terrible time to have flu, poor guy.
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And he wouldn’t let me drive, so he’s exhausted on top of having the flu.
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Poor guy! Perhaps a good, long sleep might help do the trick.
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I hope so. We ventured out for breakfast, but he couldn’t handle it and went back to the room. I’m sitting on the beach with a sea gull eyeing my empty hands.
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Seagulls are tricky. It’s probably wondering if it can swipe a finger without being noticed.
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Dammit! Dammit! Dammit! Get well Studly
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Exactly what I said.
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I just got back online, so hope he’s ok by now, huh? the sunset’s great…
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He’s much better. Thanks for asking!
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