I Promise to Never Complain About Riding in the Heat Again. Ever.
Here’s the view of my street last night, on my birthday no less!
Not even in August will I complain, if only my front yard doesn’t look like this.
When I’m going down Peavy Rd. to White Rock Lake, this doesn’t make me want to get on my cool vintage Schwinn.
And I don’t want to find a beer like this ever, ever again.
Now, the margaritas, that’s different.
Michael W. Hubbard
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