The Belgian waffles are how God meant waffles to be...they bear no resemblance to that…
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We perfected the art of snoodling on that Hungary trip where we swished and sucked…
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Why do I still pretend that writing something in a daytimer will somehow mean that…
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In fact, I might press ignore on the whole bunch of it and go read…
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My body is okay with this being the last day of riding. The rest of…
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