On the way to Mauricios Faedos Bakery to get cuban bread for Kostas and the home church, we spy a white blimp and surmise that it wants to be a cloud.
This blimp was no ordinary blimp. No, Timothy followed our asses to the bakery and back to Kostas's, and hovered outside for a bit before finally being sad and going away.
This is our story.
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Spy Blimp you goobers.
woodlandcammo27 3 years ago
damn retard punks
cgboomer 4 years ago