Oh, what? You need me to recruit you? It’s sixty degrees in July. Your excuses are lame. If you need me to recruit you, tell your wife I’m sorry that you’re so needy.
Bird and I just split a Margarita Tower (yes, it’s a proper noun) at Gustavo’s. We’ll be there.
How about Dauber? Ever heard of him? He’s getting there at 4 a.m. (PROVE ME WRONG!). So bring your running shoes. Bring a coupon (or get one at the lightly replenished coupon store at the County). Clean your ears out for another banger of a playlist. Let’s do this thing.
F3 Louisville 