Something was in the wind today. There wasn't a lot of it either, so the something was quite faint and syrupy. Sweet like Pixie Stixs and Smarties, but rich and filling like Lumberjack Red. It was calling to me and demanding to know why I wasn't taking action. I looked up to the partly cloudy heavens and cried out "I WISH I COULD!!!" But the truth is my friends are all occupied, I was mired in the death throes of higher education, and it's not a solo activity. What was that something you ask?
FRISBEE
It's that time of year! When the discs will fly! Bring forth the summer nights of freedom, delight, and good times! Oh! How I long for them again! Be prepared my friends, be prepared! How's your arm?
2 comments:
seems like you wondered why that frisbee was getting bigger...
and then it hit you.
Well written article.
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