Moo they cry. Don't leave us Moo for our milk of bovine kindness will sour without you. Moo Moo you rool, we love yoo! Moo is a giant amongst sheep. Spunky sheep. Do you have a press pass? I was asked this by an usher during the Dartmouth graduation. She thought my monopod was hot. I swear.
I am a photographer, illustrator, graphic artist, MINI Cooper owner/aficionado, Apple/mac cultist, grandad, husband, connoisseur of fine wines and beer, weakening polyglot, weekend car detailer, couch potato, film critic, and immaculate scoundrel.
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