Fitting

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)