I was headed to work this morning - walking down the sidewalk and taking in the sunshine. A (very cute) guy a little ways ahead was walking toward me on that same sidewalk. He was looking at me. Perhaps a little distracted. And then he ran into a tree.
No really. He ran into a tree on the sidewalk.
I thought the day couldn't get much better. Until a singing telegram arrived at the office, dressed as a disheveled chicken (poofy white slip, brightly colored wool socks, Pumas, and a chicken mask - carrying balloons), and serenaded the crowd.
After something such as that, there is really nothing left to say.
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Wow hon,
That is mighty impressive! I don't think I have ever caused a guy to run into a tree before (or anything for that matter)!! Good job...that definitely deserves a pat on the back...or at least his number...right:)!!!
Miss ya...Shawndra
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