I call this one, “A Metaphor for My Life.”
Poor mannequin. Her arms were askew. One was turned completely backwards. I felt like I’d found my spirit animal.
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I call this one, “A Metaphor for My Life.”
Poor mannequin. Her arms were askew. One was turned completely backwards. I felt like I’d found my spirit animal.
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Ha!
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Did you call 911 after you took the picture. Looks rather serious poor thing!
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I should have, or at least attempted CPR.
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OMG!!!!!
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