the killer south wind turned what is normally an easy 20 mile stretch into one long interval. when i got to Cortland i stopped for a snack. while i was there this steven seagal wannabe type in a black leather coat came in. he asked the clerk go through her entire stock of copenhagen long cut to find the freshest dated can possible. he even asked her to go in back and check there too. with that mullet i think the guy has bigger problems than finding a fresh can of chew.
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Awesome! Those winds were "chingones" man!
I think it was you I saw riding 'Giovanni' on 77.
I laughed about mulletmulletmullet. :)
'Giovanna' :S
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