So, it was me and Mr. Headstone. We spend our week end to looking for "jas". "Jas?"
Don't ask me for what, xixixixiiiii...
While He was fitting his jas, I was photographing my self
(Helloo girl friend, You know what I mean kan)
And, taraaaa....
Look like a man, I mean a trully gentleman.
James Bond, maybe??
(hoooeeekk, You got 'muntah'?? Ooops, Pardon me)
