Went to my grandson's flag football game last Saturday and watched mostly the people on the sidelines. It's interesting how different people are, and sometimes how crazy some of them seem to be - of course that would never apply to yours truly.
The guy in the red hat took a few pictures, and the tall guy followed him around. They must be related, or maybe just friends; and the pregnant one - well - what can we say about that?
Actually, before you get really disgusted with a mother-to-be having a smoke at the flag football game, let me explain. While I was sketching her, someone bumped my chair just as I was working on her lips. All of a sudden she had this line coming off her lower lip and I wasn't sure what to do about it.
That's when I decided she would have to be a smoker.
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