I wake up at around 1pm on Christmas “morning”. It looks about 30 degrees Celsius outside and I go for a run in the heat. When I get back I call Alex and ask him for directions to his house for the BBQ. I assure him I’ll bring the Afghan white
rhino blend my friend has hooked me up with for coaching him at poker.
I arrive at the house and we start cranking down beers while watching the end of a bowl game that Hawaii got crushed in. There are only three of us for the moment and we roll up the Afghan in a fat paper then head outside to begin the holiday ...
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