I get home from a Wednesday night of work, which was a busy one, as usual. My phone starts ringing as soon as I get home. Britton K. and I decide we're going to do some riding. No sooner than we're five inches south of the Plaza than we decide we should pay Adam a visit since he's within 10 inches of where we're riding.
So we show up to his place unannounced, and what does he do? He plies us with beer, birthday cake, piping hot pizza and college basketball.
Clearly, no better man has lived than Adam.
Thanks, Adam.



1 comments:
i'm feeling more parties in the near future.
this time with Yoda pizza.
-adam
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