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The difference between one ear and two....
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ps - did I ever tell you that you've gorgeous eyes?
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ps - did I ever tell you that you've gorgeous eyes?
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Thank you for the picture..... It's nice to somewhat see who's writing all this interesting stuff!! And BTW.... very pretty eyes
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Thank you for the picture..... It's nice to somewhat see who's writing all this interesting stuff!! And BTW.... very pretty eyes
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Yes i'ld have to say we made fun of kids at school with big ears. I always said I so glad my ears are a nice size to my head till now. Either the masks we got are made for smaller people or my fears can't hold it on plus it hurts. So being the McGivor I am I had bungees to extend and go around my head making it fell 100% better. Have, to say it suck to have to wear them at all. But we have to do what we have to do. Stay safe and you look very beautiful with it. It all about your eyes.
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Yes i'ld have to say we made fun of kids at school with big ears. I always said I so glad my ears are a nice size to my head till now. Either the masks we got are made for smaller people or my fears can't hold it on plus it hurts. So being the McGivor I am I had bungees to extend and go around my head making it fell 100% better. Have, to say it suck to have to wear them at all. But we have to do what we have to do. Stay safe and you look very beautiful with it. It all about your eyes.
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hey there pretty lady
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I look back and think.... Thank God I outgrew all those awkward kid phases. LOL I was actually very hesitant to share the pic.... Then I decided wth, why not give people a small peak at the woman who writes this crazy shit.
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And I thought I had big ears but Your eyes are much lovelier.
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And I thought I had big ears but Your eyes are much lovelier.
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Ears are for more than hooking a mask, or hearing, or supporting glasses, they're for pulling, too!!! happym;
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Dang it, I was expecting some ear porn or something... I can't even see them... Good thing you didn't fog up the glasses though or I couldn't see them peepers. Hmmm, the one I can see doesn't look very big. You don't have it duck taped back do you? Maybe you are just being paranoid. Hmmm, my ex always said I had tiny ears, but I think it was just my big head that made them look that way. Good thing she didn't manage to stretch them out all those times...
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Having two ears to hold those pesky masks on is helpful, but they also make the tie on type as well as those neck gaiter things. And I can see where that mask hits you right under the eyes. Ugh....not comfy at all! And it detracts from your gorgeous eyes.
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hey there pretty lady
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oh wow...i don't know about your ears, but you have beautiful eyes...
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to the ears!
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Hi secret_lade thanks for sharing the pic, Iike it! it's what's between the ears that matters I say, personality goes a long way and, with open filters, the sky's the limit, if you want it reminded me of this Boby Dylan - "Vincent Van Gogh" Words and music Robert Friemark Sung with Bob Neuwirth on various dates and places during the second Rolling Thunder II, 1976 I'd like to tell you a story of a man that you might know. His parents all called him Vincent, his last name was Van Gogh. He started drinking and painting and living a life of sin. He fell in with evil companions, a man named Paul Gaugin. They went to the city of Auvers, pursuing their carnal delights. They painted all during the afternoon and they played music all night. Now the people of that small city thought he was a little bit queer, to prove his love for mankind, he chopped off his outside ear. So they put him in an institution but they could not keep him there. He picked up his paints and his easel and he went out to take some air. He picked up his paints and his easel and he went out to paint some crows. They found him face down in a cornfield, shot right between two rows. Now where did Vincent van Go?
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Ears are for more than hooking a mask, or hearing, or supporting glasses, they're for pulling, too!!! happym;
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I would say it makes a difference and they serve more than just a support appendage.. I hear we hear with them , not only sounds but location; sometimes as good as our eyes. Nice blue eyes!!
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Dang it, I was expecting some ear porn or something... I can't even see them... Good thing you didn't fog up the glasses though or I couldn't see them peepers. Hmmm, the one I can see doesn't look very big. You don't have it duck taped back do you? Maybe you are just being paranoid. Hmmm, my ex always said I had tiny ears, but I think it was just my big head that made them look that way. Good thing she didn't manage to stretch them out all those times... Vive La Difference
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Having two ears to hold those pesky masks on is helpful, but they also make the tie on type as well as those neck gaiter things. And I can see where that mask hits you right under the eyes. Ugh....not comfy at all! And it detracts from your gorgeous eyes.
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oh wow...i don't know about your ears, but you have beautiful eyes...
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to the ears!
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Hi secret_lade thanks for sharing the pic, Iike it! it's what's between the ears that matters I say, personality goes a long way and, with open filters, the sky's the limit, if you want it reminded me of this Boby Dylan - "Vincent Van Gogh" Words and music Robert Friemark Sung with Bob Neuwirth on various dates and places during the second Rolling Thunder II, 1976 I'd like to tell you a story of a man that you might know. His parents all called him Vincent, his last name was Van Gogh. He started drinking and painting and living a life of sin. He fell in with evil companions, a man named Paul Gaugin. They went to the city of Auvers, pursuing their carnal delights. They painted all during the afternoon and they played music all night. Now the people of that small city thought he was a little bit queer, to prove his love for mankind, he chopped off his outside ear. So they put him in an institution but they could not keep him there. He picked up his paints and his easel and he went out to take some air. He picked up his paints and his easel and he went out to paint some crows. They found him face down in a cornfield, shot right between two rows. Now where did Vincent van Go? To leave private messages, please use my confidential mailbox at my blog: Good luck!!!
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I would say it makes a difference and they serve more than just a support appendage.. I hear we hear with them , not only sounds but location; sometimes as good as our eyes. Nice blue eyes!! Stop by at lonlyforlove2 also see Lunch with Lonly , we get snow tomorrow Check my blog on New Community, "A photo of my big Pecker" also, " My Sunday afternoon with the kids'
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