His eyes twinkling
Holding his rugged hand out
Wait, it's a high five
How does it work?
Congrautlations on placing! This gave me a chuckle.
hahah! Congrats on your placement, this was great!!
Love this!! From the title to the last word, you completely understood the assignment and then knocked it out of the park.
Great work! Awesome 💙♥️❤️💚💛
Love it! ❤️
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Congrautlations on placing! This gave me a chuckle.
hahah! Congrats on your placement, this was great!!
Love this!! From the title to the last word, you completely understood the assignment and then knocked it out of the park.
Great work! Awesome 💙♥️❤️💚💛
Love it! ❤️