I ate my turkey on land, but this morning we were frostbiting. I had my foulies in the truck but rushed out of the house without my sailbag, so I had no gloves or change of clothes in case of MOB (Me Over Board), & with the air temps being a mere 39 with breezes at a decent clip when I got there, well, I chose not to sail. I went on the committeeboat instead & called the finishes. It was still fun, even though I froze. But I froze dry.
I want to be so famous that drag queens will dress up like me in parades after I'm dead.
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