YHC showed up at El Diablo expecting a group of HIMs ready for a beatdown. At 0530 YHC felt the silence in the thick humidity and figured a run was in order.
Instead of taking the regular Wally Run route, something seemed to pull YHC back to the meeting spot. Upon completion of a full lap, YHC found evidence of an another HIM in the gloom. There, on the fence, was a styrofoam cup. With no pax in sight, YHC ran back the other way and there he was! We continued running our laps and finished off with a little Mary.
CoT
NMM
At 0530 YHC regretted coming to Pontiff, but finding Hand Grenada and knowing that man would have been alone had the trip been made elsewhere made this choice the right one.
Hold your pillows tight in the fart sack. YHC was right where he was supposed to be!
SYITG?
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