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Wednesday – Wow, Those Eyes
May. 19th, 2010 12:29 pm.
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Yesterday I was looking through a personnel file from the franchise in Beaumont for a new security guard to make sure all the paperwork was complete and in order. I printed out the scanned new-hire documents and then clicked open the JPG file of the young man’s picture, which made me catch my breath when I caught sight of the image.
"Look at you," I said softly to no one in particular once I could breathe again. "Your mama must be proud; what a pretty child she raised."
( Jeepers, Creepers, Where’d you get those Peepers? )
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Yesterday I was looking through a personnel file from the franchise in Beaumont for a new security guard to make sure all the paperwork was complete and in order. I printed out the scanned new-hire documents and then clicked open the JPG file of the young man’s picture, which made me catch my breath when I caught sight of the image.
"Look at you," I said softly to no one in particular once I could breathe again. "Your mama must be proud; what a pretty child she raised."
( Jeepers, Creepers, Where’d you get those Peepers? )
