The last time anyone in Woodbury cared about my running was in 1965. But then I think they were serious. This is clearly some sort of joke. (Not the cause, which is vital—just the come-on.)
Poster boy, senescent chubboid division
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Would it have been worse if you were the poster boy for the Senior Walk? 😉
Lookin' good!!
Ha, Kate. That'll be next year, when I get my walker.