While watching some GOP convention coverage, I noticed an interesting problem with margins. No, not the party. The signs. Convention goers, don't hold a TRUMP sign and cover the T. Unless you are saying he is, um, well-rounded.
First, you hear that well-known piston rumble. Second, you grab your camera. Third, you sprint outside to snap the photos of the Flying Fortress roaring overhead. Then, you wave to it and the memory of your Dad who flew in one during WWII, and sigh.
A blurry photo of Big Foot! Right in my backyard! Or, a small creature w/ big feet. I was shocked to see a wild rabbit nibbling the weeds. Nearly did a spit take w/ my coffee, but snapped this pic instead.
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