I had just skipped over to the first rock when I heard, "Gator"!
There was no gator.
It was all one big hilarious joke.
If my friends weren't so darned fun to be around, I'd hate them.
This final picture was taken shortly after the incident and it's pretty obvious that all has yet to be forgiven. See the traces of hate still lingering about my eyes and how my hands are clenched so tightly that my knuckles are white.
Of course everything has now been forgiven.
Forgotten? That's another story...
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Paula, right? She's a stinker...but it is pretty funny. hehehehe
Super pic of you, that last one...better scrap it!
I have to agree that last picture of you is gorgeous! =c))
Oh yeh, Love the pic too. You do look a little peed off... I would not want to be on your bad side with this blog hanging around...LOL!!!
Ummmmm, didn't anyone ever tell you not to run in a straight line when running from a gator? Zig zag, zig zag- might have saved you from being eaten and your friend could have been the gator bait! ;)
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