…when messing around. Wait. That didn’t sound right. Barbeque messy, people, barbeque.
It was rainy evening and as soon as we started our run, my knee swelled up despite the new brace and I had to stop. How should we work out instead? Shoving barbeque into our mouths.
I managed to miss the shot of sauce running down our chins. It was beautiful.
…and did I hear you say you wanted to get a closer look at that photo on the table?