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4 comments:
I always wonder what the person's expression is inside what must be a boiling hot suit. Love the job? Hate the job? Hate you? Who knows.
From my experience with JJ and Danny when Danny was mascoting, it was something like, "Hmmm it's warm. JJ go get me some water. Also I'm hungry. Where can I find fingers to feed my food hole? Ooh I bet that chick over there will let me grind up on her. Sweet."
um...how about:
i'm winnie the pooh, i'm winnie the pooh, tubby little cubby all stuffed wiht fluff. i'm winnie the pooh, winnie the pooh, willy nilly silly old bear!
and maybe every once in a while:
oh bother.
i'm hungry.
i wonder what there is to eat.
cathy would definitely approve of this photo. :o)
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