It was a Thursday, snow mostly melted and temperatures rising to the mid forties when 7 men embarked on a great journey in search of Turnpike…here is their story:
0513
YHC texts fire to the group
0514
Tbone complained
0516
Tbone is honored with picking the route
0516.01 Swampy starts being mean
0516.02 Dallas continues the mean banter and calls YHC derogatory names
0516.03 YHC turns to Jenny, as he is the most pleasant person of the group…and that should tell you something
0517 we ran for a while
during this run we learned the following:
1. Burgoo has better genes that most of us
2. They use a monster to stretch cable
3. Dallas can't swim
4. tbone has zero ability to feel guilt
5. everyone everywhere has Covid, but we like cookie dough so deal with it
6. the world needs more software salesmen
7. more fat jokes
0600ish Landshark shows up
then coffee
the moral of the story is Halflife is now a friendly jog through the best parts of Huntersville…also it's on Thursday and Swampy is the MQ. If anybody finds Turnpike, please return him unharmed to Incog HQ. Thanks to these guys for showing up even though I cost them 15min of sleep, they are heroes.
and thanks to BEP, although completely useless today, he did invite me out a long time ago and for that I am grateful. So be a BEP for somebody today…but be the 2013 version of BEP that actually shows up, not today's less useful version.
argh!