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Back at camp, we had Baby spinning on an old windshield wiper motor, powered by the solar panel in the rear.  

 

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oh jesus. not baby. I'm going to destroy that thing as soon as I arrive.

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hey I love baby you step off

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I ain't gonna step off. I's tired of that damn doll. don't let me see it, I swaer to god! I'll --

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So you guys into ropes, huh?

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You'd approach Baby, and your shadow would cast on the panel and Baby would stop for a minute, and you could read your fortune in the 8-ball. Trouble is the fortune didn't change very often since baby wasn't spinning that fast, but still Baby would give you at least one good reading. Where's Baby now?  

 

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(none yet, yo)

 

 

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Another pic of Baby. Note Justin in Coppertone Girl mode.  

 

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y'all look like kin

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we are! I birthed baby about six months ago, shes real sweet and when I'm sick a her I stab a knife in her head

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we are! I birthed baby about six months ago, shes real sweet and when I'm sick a her I stab a knife in her head,Justin

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you go, girl. mutilate the thing.

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Those eyes, Justin, so intense.

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Enough pictures of the damn baby already.  

 

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so surreal

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