Thursday, September 24, 2009

Pond Power.

He stared at the camera, defying us. Making us wonder what "Pond Power" really meant. Pond Power, baby. Pond power.
Power didn't come from acid-washed jeans, or that laissez-faire attitude. It didn't come from his carefully-touseled locks, his turtleneck, or his careless four-year-old stance on life. No. It came from the Pond. Ferocity. Velocity. Speed. Enigma.

1 comment:

paynith said...

i love you.