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Yes, man is mortal, but that would be only half the trouble. The worst of it is that he's sometimes unexpectedly mortal - there's the trick!


As I have already said, these men are New Man.

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Roddy said…
Is that kid trying to perfect on one of your culinary delights? Ezra just looks kind of bored.
16 September 2009 at 20:33
yamini said…
I want to play with them too!!!!!

What's cooking, Henry? Ez seems to be rushing off somewhere with a phone in hand.
16 September 2009 at 20:44
Priyanka Khot said…
I have already said millions of times i love these two kids...

I will show you that more things can come under the love/like umbrella. I really like the kitchen set they are playing with. :)
16 September 2009 at 21:59
Kris McCracken said…
I need to post more of them wailing...
17 September 2009 at 11:10
Roddy said…
What have you bought them a whale boat. Can I go out with them?
17 September 2009 at 12:59
Kris McCracken said…
They both hate whales.
17 September 2009 at 13:07
Roddy said…
Great white sharks then. To go with the one in your backyard.
17 September 2009 at 18:26
Unknown said…
Both are them are busy performing their in good way. I remember my childhood by seeing them. There is no tension at all. Just do whatever you want.
24 March 2011 at 18:44
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