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This month’s wacky photo dates back from my days as a Columbian drug lord. This day was particularly trying because not only did I find out my wife was having an affair with her English tutor but a deal went sour with the Russian mafia. Then to top it off there was a coup lead by Raoul, my wife’s lover, to take over my cartel and all my closest friends and allies betrayed me. Things were getting pretty nasty with bullets flying everywhere and whatnot. Grabbing onto the foot of that helicopter as it was taking off was all I could do to stay alive. That is the last time I sell my soul to… Oh, no… wait… I think that was a movie. Then what was I doing? |
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