Even though I’ve been living life fairly close to the vest the last couple of weeks I am not too proud to admit the following…
… that among my first thoughts after my run down Comm Ave in which a) I was pelted with a giant water balloon by strangers from ten stories above and then b) the draw-string on my shorts unraveled leaving me hobbling for several yards in my bright-pink unmentionables until I could regroup was I mean, really, how can I NOT share this with the internet?!
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