Breasts. A tradition like no other.
Showing posts with label masters. Show all posts
Showing posts with label masters. Show all posts
Friday, April 11, 2014
Thursday, April 11, 2013
Hello, Friends
It's a stretch, we know. But how better to celebrate the rare intersection of Squirrel Week and The Masters than the juxtaposition of the defending champion with one of his most ardent supporters? Your azalea-scented commentary is much awaited, as we celebrate tradition, soft spring breezes, and pimento cheese.
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