I have never been so ashamed and I've never felt so horrible.
OK, on Sunday, I was in Duluth to pick up my brother from the indoor skate park. I was running up a hill like a chicken (or something embarassing like that) with freezing cold wind blowing in my face. Yeah, I looked pretty stupid.
Anyway, at about 10 o'clock my phone rings and I figured it was Scott. Nope. It was John Frye. I was soo nervous I was ( Read more... )
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