Whew . . . I was beginning to get concerned about our next run. And when I get concerned, strange things come out of the photo archive.
BTW, Handjob claims no knowledge of or interest in setting Saturday's run, so I guess she's out. If anybody with more patience than me could kindly explain to her why her life is hopelessly impoverished without the hash, or at least the food it serves every Saturday, then please talk to her. I've tried . . . .
Thursday, August 4, 2011
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