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friends - page 2

Instead of being on a couch, shouldn't they be lined up against a wall, with lines and stuff on it?
Or does that come later?

Toward the end of the photographic fusillade.
Hey an alliteration... the furious photographic fusillade.

Sean, filtered.

James Robert, having a bad day.

Looks like the couch is a bit lumpy - and apparently somewhat funny too.

Chandler, with what looks somewhat like a Goa'uld... which would explain a few things.

James Robert, percolated

Chandler, listening for something.

Someone preparing to remove their Wendy mask.

Sean and Wendy, sharing a Kodak (or in this case Canon) moment.

"Sandwich?"
Why, yes it is.

James. Quite some time (and many, many injuries) ago.

Sean, being very, very non-Goth.
I'm not entirely sure how he's achieving this, but he has assured me it is so.

Sean.
Resplendent in dark - yet completely non-Goth - togs, and his Mr. T starter kit.

Robert in Hell.

James Robert in the midst of a rapid-fire photo burst.
I didn't think the flash would cycle that fast.

Sean, kicked back and enjoying life.

James, sporting a flat hat.

James Robert, apparently giving some sort of secret sign - or maybe just trying to move his nose somewhere else.

Wow. Look at those eyes.

Keef, looking to see if he got a good picture, but since it's of me, he's out of luck.

James Robert, lost in the woods.

James, Wendy, James Robert, (can't remember her name - imagine that) and Sean, at the zoo, riding a concrete hypotenuse.

Sphygmomanometer practice.

I have no idea who this is.

James Robert, having a much better day.

James Robert -Surprise!-

Boy, Elijah can get some suction going.

Margaret, looking at something besides what she's taking a picture of.

James Robert
Not an especially good likeness, but an interesting picture.

See, cell phones lower your IQ.

Four females, none using a cell phone -what's up?

Some people should avoid hats.
All people should avoid this hat.

I wish, I wish, I wish I wasn't wearing this dumb hat.

The levitation lessons are proceeding nicely.

Elsa, again demonstratiing to James Robert that Great Pyrenees don't get that "personal space" thing.

Sean, a bit shaggier than normal.

Robert, the day the aliens came.

Natalie, not making a face.

A long-ago William, just seconds before "The Incident".

Yes, money is involved. What clued you in?

Liz and Brant, relaxing at the end of the first of many tough days.

For some people, saying they were velcroed to a wall and left, would be met with some level of disbelief. In her case, it would be met with 'and then?'

Cassie, demonstratiing to James Robert that Great Pyrenees don't get that "personal space" thing.