|
|
|
|
 | |  |
| you know Roger, the last time I looked straight into the sun, something funny happend inside my head... | |
 | |  |
|
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
| | |
| Yea actually, I do. Like something just clicked into place. The funny thing is... | |
| | |
|
|
|
|
|
...and as emilou turns around and gazes into Rogers eyes...
|
|
|
|
| | |
| Everyone I tell this story to, bursts into flames...Roger? Roger?? Ahh, crap... | |
| | |
|
 |
|
|
