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Running Things, Son

I was on yet another stroll and I was thinking about random things and the time in high school this kid Pat came up to me and our mutual friend Jody and said, “I’ve got a big whatthafuck for you?”

He said it so quickly we both had no idea what he was saying. I said, “What?”

He responded, “A what-tha-fuck? Something that you see and makes you go what the fuck?”

I had no idea what made me think of this and then like I was Nostradamus, there it was. There were five college boys jogging in nothing but shorts. What the fuck?

They were all built and tanned. I was blatantly starring at them as they moved by me. What else was I to do?

Where did they come from and do they run this route daily at this time?

Of course, I’m old enough to be their mother, but they sure did give this old lady a delight.

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