I was born in Montana, raised in Tampa, and reside in a small town in the lowcountry of South Carolina with the Lovely Lady Di, and son Tyler. Walterboro (the 'Boro) has about 5,100 residents. It's a moderately interesting place. I work in the public defender's office representing poor people charged with crimes. Some of them did it. Some of them didn't do it. Some are not very nice, a lot of them are just regular Joes with a huge plate of bad luck.
I'm a moderately interesting fellow, who has the good fortune to know or be related to some very interesting people. Is there anyone out there?
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ha, nice one ... glad to see you legging them out.
Boy, did I ever! 15 miles yesterday. Okay, not yet in Chase/AndyMan/Star territory, but a lot for me.
EFFING AWESOME!
"How many legs does a dog have if you call the tail a leg? Four. Calling a tail a leg doesn't make it a leg." -Abraham Lincoln
Not necesarily relevent, but clever.
I could have used one or two of those legs yesterday myself. Congrats on the 15-miler!!!
Thanks, serious runners. I also dig the Abe quote. I'll probably use it. Hope you quoted akritly, Star.
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