Time Decimater

Wow. One of the bad things about going through an old box of pictures is that you find old pictures of yourself. Ahh, the days when I was thin and handsome, and yes, had a moustache. And Troy...younger, thinner, and more handsome, and taller too. (He couldn't grow a moustache) He just had to beat me at everything. Truth known...I was a better basketball player...I just couldn't spell HORSE. Anyway, here is a little photo I found for ya'alls amusement. Grins!





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