I alway knew a good sweater could get you the ladies but I never knew you could get such sweet digs at Fred Meyer. Oh by the way, what the F is Fred Meyer? Thank god for tiny Leo, he’s back to remind us of the wonders of Fred Meyer and that our moms used to wear sailor shirts. And Leo it’s not just a dumb school dance, it’s your first chance at things to come.

Leo has gotten past his adolescent jitters and is now taking cutie Japanese girls across the American desert. IT’S A MIRACLE! Not! And I don’t want to call Leo a liar but has anyone ever felt like they were driving a jet when they drove a Honda?

Now Leo is tired of the ladies, all he wants is a little peace and quiet from the yammering of Brazilian and Israeli models. He just wants to chill out in the wildflowers of Italy and listen to Boards of Canada. Whatever.

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