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I was in the bathroom this morning straightening my hair when Sara walked in and the following conversation took place: Sara – “Did you poop? Or is that your hair.” Raych – (pauses then erupts in laughter) “Are you saying that my hair smells like shit?” Sara – “No, I didn’t mean for it to [...]

[Don't fuck with us - We have paint brushes.] If I look pissed, it’s because we were holding that pose for the fifth time because Gustavo was having issues taking non-blurry pictures. The above picture was taken at mine and Sara’s soon to be new casa. Our official move in date is January 1st. Because [...]