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Thu, 09 May 2013 13:27:46 -0400

mcauliffeflower: my heart flipped

Wed, 08 May 2013 06:59:17 -0400

mcauliffeflower:

my heart flipped

Callan McAullife at The Great Gatsby NYC Premiere.

Thu, 02 May 2013 09:14:22 -0400

Callan McAullife at The Great Gatsby NYC Premiere.

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Tue, 30 Apr 2013 09:07:55 -0400

Best Photobomb-er.

Tue, 30 Apr 2013 09:07:39 -0400

Best Photobomb-er.

i want to watch I Am Number Four again, but i don’t want to because callan feels

Fri, 19 Apr 2013 18:03:51 -0400

i want to watch I Am Number Four again, but i don’t want to because callan feels

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Wed, 17 Apr 2013 02:52:03 -0400

homotography: Callan McAuliffe by Davis Factor

Sat, 06 Apr 2013 02:13:47 -0400

homotography:

Callan McAuliffe by Davis Factor

mcauliffeflower: love you bb this is fabulous

Fri, 05 Apr 2013 07:48:29 -0400

mcauliffeflower:

love you bb

this is fabulous

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Captains log: 2:00 am Awoke with a swolen lip and two other lumps on my right arm and my back....

Fri, 15 Mar 2013 05:10:01 -0400

Captains log:

2:00 am
Awoke with a swolen lip and two other lumps on my right arm and my back.
Attempted to return to sleep.

2:05:00 am
high pitched whining past ear
So it begins.

2:05:01 am
Kung fu activated.

2:06 am
Turned all lights on. No evidence of success.
Strategically light walls with swivel lamps to provide elongated shadows so as to see movement easier.

2:07 am
Assumed sleeping position. Waited.

2:25 am
High pitched whining past ear. Immediate reaction.
Commenced pillow ambush.

2:26 am
Ambush failed. Enemy remains not found.

2:30 am
My wounds are getting the better of me. My lip hurts to move, but i must not give up.

2:35 am
Multiple enemies sighted! Estimated to number in the range of 3-4 individuals, armed and annoying.

2:35.05 am
Two down. Assumed one to go. I hope.

2:38 am
The remaining member(s?) of the strike team has vanished.
Assumed sleeping position. Waiting again. Turned all lights off.

2:51 am
high pitched noise past ear. Defensive maneuvers!
Failed. Turned all lights on.

3:00 am
Took up my trusty sword (empty water bottle) and put on my armour of destiny (dressing gown).
Blood would be spilled this day! Mine or hers i did not know.
Assumed waiting position in armchair.

3:15 am
No sign of enemy. Paced back and forth.

3:30 am
Attempted sleep three times. The dishonourable swine taunted and teased me at each attempt.

3:55 am
Convinced there is no hope. The enemy is too quick. I Must suffer it’s itchy wrath.

4:00 am
About to turn final light off and await my doom, when I spied a peripheral blur of the tiniest proportions. My final chance was upon me!

4:00:03 am
No greater charge has there been in the history of all mankind. The enemy was struck dumb by my majestic bounds, down came the plastic bottle, and a choir of angels erupted into song as the thing was crushed and strewn across the wall.

4:05-4:30 am
Wounds from initial assault are too itchy. Cannot sleep. Internet instead, obviously.

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