So this morning, I decided I'd run to work.
It's somewhere around 8 miles, but that's not really that important. What's important is that since I needed to bring a shirt to change into (I had an extra pair of pants in my gym bag) and my wallet and keys, so I put them in my fanny pack. The fanny pack doesn't really run well. It slides up from my hips and begins to bounce unless I cinch it really tight as it moves up around my middle. But then it squeezes my guts with every bounce, and about halfway in, I really needed to open the safety release valve that was being pushed against as a result of the fanny pack girdle. Fortunately, the halfway point is conveniently located next to a Conoco (home of the Thirst Buster 64oz. drink).
But my encounter with the Thirst Buster did not quench my thirst as much as it prevented me from desiring anything to drink from the cup: Right next to the toilet was a toilet brush in a Thirst Buster cup. Wish I had a camera.
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Nice post.
Short and pointless yet humorous and interesting enough to keep my attention. I have not gotten anywhere close to mastering this format. All of my post are either long or bad (sometimes both). Your brevity is to be commended.
Good to see you back in the blogisphere. So, let me get this straight...you put your work shirt in a fanny pack? It must have been one of those fancy no wrinkle kinds or you have mad packing skills.
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