I cracked my helmet in two places at cross practice. Got a bruise on the side of my head, shoulder and hip. Busted up proper. Went to go visit a new friend who invited me to a latin party. Got to the club door and realized I was way underdressed and funded. Rode home in the rain, got a flat a mile from my door. Walked to the steady beat of my rolling flat.
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harlan, you are a pimp daddy.
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