There were a few icy patches though. And one of them, combined with an errant tree sent the Impaler tumbling down the side of the high line trail and into the burrs.
The President was waiting for us at the klubhaus. Don't believe us? We have proof:
He was there, in part, because we had some big news to digest. But at this point the details must remain top-secret. Almost as secret as the story of the Darkness, which was quite finicky last night. The tunes? I don't recall a single one. That's how big the big news was. We were preoccupied. But not so preoccupied that we missed witnessing two separate incidents in which the Hipster was groped. That beard, it has special powers.
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Drama!
True story: Last week a student asked to touch my beard. I permitted it. He reached for it, and was promptly shocked. Static rules. Seriously happened.
wv: egnox
I still feel violated.
Mark, with great power comes great responsibility.
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