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After my Grandfather's death, my Grandmother used to talk about finding a Spanish gentleman. She never did. Grandma just settled into a routine of coming down with whatever the Reader's Digest Disease of the Month happened to be.
Grandma's favorite Spanish gentleman was Ricardo Montalban, who actually wasn't Spanish; he happened to be from Mexico City, Mexico. So, Feliz Cinco de Mayo Khan!
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love a man who knows his rich corinthian leather. and wears it on his face...
Posted by: daisyfae | May 05, 2010 at 10:11 PM
Khaaaaaaaaaan!!!
Posted by: kyknoord | May 06, 2010 at 05:10 PM
Dos savages por favour!!!
Posted by: Dolce | May 08, 2010 at 05:16 AM
maybe she liked the smell of coninthian leather as well?
Posted by: beaverboosh | May 12, 2010 at 10:53 AM
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HVELhUyLZGk
Posted by: nursemyra | May 14, 2010 at 08:39 PM
KHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAN!
Posted by: Rob | May 27, 2010 at 10:14 PM