IlFinocchio:
Meh.
IlFinocchio:
I miss Jackie and Jack
IlFinocchio:
Is it Hannukah yet?
IlFinocchio:
Challah back!
IlFinocchio:
Challah Challah!
IlFinocchio:
What? I should stay small? That would make you happy?
IlFinocchio:
Meh, so he's growing on me.
IlFinocchio:
I think I can, I think I can...
IlFinocchio:
Fingers crossed, he waited...it was more than just a bun in the oven at stake...
IlFinocchio:
Can't get past that glass texture...hrmmm.
IlFinocchio:
Glaring, moodless bread.
IlFinocchio:
MORE glaring, moodless bread.
IlFinocchio:
WHAT?
IlFinocchio:
Ima eat you...
IlFinocchio:
Ain't pretty, but sure smells like Heaven. Oh well!
IlFinocchio:
NO MORE!
IlFinocchio:
Okay already
IlFinocchio:
Challah lighting shift
IlFinocchio:
Challah angle 01