Suck my ass, Al. It's a money deal with you, isn't it? It was 66, overcast, and breezy this morning; perfect. I walked and jogged the Orange Street Loop in 37:49, with splits of 13:42, 12:13, and 11:54.
It's a perfect day for a drive, so I traded in my Toyota and the rickshaw I bought yesterday for a Hummer; I'm going to Oaklawn to bet a $10, Preakness Stakes exacta box on Aikenite (20-1 on the morning line) and Dublin (10-1). When you Canadians get some time off, I'll fly you to my villa in Monaco. Jo said, "Please, Rockamundo, have them bring the dogs."
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