It all comes down to having dreams like that.
I sort of wish I'd been there and I'm sort of glad I wasn't.
I was too, until I read it was on Venice Beach!
These remind me of a scary version of bobble heads that you might have kept in the back window of your car at one time. Sweet Jo
Karen: Does that explain it all?Jo: I have a bobblehead Jesus within arm's reach, but these are much scarier.
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