*SITTING ON TEO'S SOFA, TALKING ON THE TELEPHONE AND RUMMAGING THROUGH THE MAIL WHICH HAD BEEN FORWARDED TO HIS NEW ADDRESS*

YES MOM--SORRY! SORRY! EUGINA... YES, I GOT ALL THE MAIL YOU SENT. HOW MANY PHOTOS WERE IN THAT BOX ANYWAY? YOU COULD HAVE JUST MADE A SCRAPBOOK AND SENT ME THAT! *PAUSES ON A PHOTO* HEY MOM... WHO IS THE GUY WITH DARK HAIR ( Read more... )