this was taken with a borrowed lens. justin's uncle let me play for a few minutes and now i'm in love. with the {five hundred dollar} lens. not his uncle. although his uncle is pretty swell. he took us out to brunch at the huntington beach pier. this place called "uncles". ironic. anyway, they had this hawaiin group singing and dancing and they forced justin and i to learn a hula dance. it was embaressing to say the least but now i know what to buy j for his birthday. a grass skirt.
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don't forget the coconut bra. what what.
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