It's really cider...
Sheena and three (3) bitches...rippin' it up at T-line last week. While they have been "closed" for a couple of weeks , the snow is aplenty.
The bridge between reality and dreamy slopes is slowly melting...or sublimating?
Sheener and I are off to sunny Florida to go watch NASCAR (Non-Athletic Sport Centered Around Rednecks...) and get tanned, er, burned up by jah sunshine. No, we are really just going to spend some time with her side of the family, since mine is all up in her grill all the time... garsh dang kin, back off!
Back Friday, and get yer sneaks ready for some ultimate and soccer in Thomas. It has begun.
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