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Doc Creed

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I had one of these tonight. Breaking off each piece and savoring it reminded me of working late nights in retail, sitting in the breakroom and washing it down with a coke. After my fifteen minutes were over I'd head back to work still high from the caffeine and second-hand cigarette smoke.
 

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I had one of these tonight. Breaking off each piece and savoring it reminded me of working late nights in retail, sitting in the breakroom and washing it down with a coke. After my fifteen minutes were over I'd head back to work still high from the caffeine and second-hand cigarette smoke.


Hey man, get that porn outta my face. I'm on a diet here. :ohnoes:
 

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Hey man, get that porn outta my face. I'm on a diet here. :ohnoes:
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Doc Creed

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Walking across the wet parking lot after a summer gully-washer (torrents of rain pounding the roof of Walmart minutes before) and feeling a cool breeze, steam rising from the warm pavement. Strolling under the shade screens of the Garden Center as cool drops hit one's neck, smelling wet potting soil and ferns and garden hoses; shoppers' scuffling flip flops and far off laughter. That feeling of having nowhere to be and being, for a moment, happy as a sunhat hanging on a hook.
 
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Walking across the wet parking lot after a summer gully-washer (torrents of rain pounding the roof of Walmart minutes before) and feeling a cool breeze, steam rising from the warm pavement. Strolling under the shade screens of the Garden Center as cool drops hit one's neck, smelling wet potting soil and ferns and garden hoses; shoppers' scuffling flip flops and far off laughter. That feeling of having nowhere to be and being, for a moment, happy as a sunhat hanging on a hook.

Very nice, Doc. You have one for ice, snow and sleet hitting one's neck? :mad: