No, friends, no you do not. 26.2 freaking miles. 2,000 freaking feet of freaking elevation gain. That’s one sweaty kilt, friends.
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In 1992, when he did not live here anymore, Brocephus would come to town for Bele Chere. 18 years later, now that he lives here […] Read More
Grover, Little Cook, some other people, and I were in the West End Cooker one night. The Cooker was not such a great place, but […] Read More