The weather tricked me into believing February had come and gone. And I believed the calendar’s lies; I had my shorts ready for months of use. How can the calendar be so cruel?
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Rush, you are, as I’ve said a thousand times before, a true bastid!
I believe it was the fact that Mother Nature actually saw you in your shorts!!! 🙂