It was 5 degrees. It was raining. Someone was throwing tiny ice daggers at my face, and the wind was trying to rip my ears off. As I jogged home through the pelting hail I thought "This situation isn't similar to Scott's at all." The only thing we had in common was a landscape that didn't care about the state of our trousers. Isn't that the same for everyone?

 


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05/31/2012 09:58

Nice info dude

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