Ghost Rider
Are those gloves or oven mits?
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1 comment:
well, theres no oven, so i'd have to say gloves.
though, unfortunately, theres no hands either - so that would me not gloves and back to the oven mits. cept, then again, oven mits require hands too.... hmmm, this really is a quandary. unless, oh, of course, the owner must be a penguin. that makes it all sense!
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