A friendly gentleman told me, "You've got the wrong _____(conditions I think is what he said), it's clay season." I asked him to clarify a couple of times and shrugged with a "whatever" and a smile which got me a smile in return. Perhaps he was just being nice, but he didn't have to walk that close to the court to get to where he was going.
After a whole ten minutes of hitting the ball back and forth to myself I felt exhausted, so I decided to go for a walk. On my lovely walk, in the middle of the day, I swear I saw the coffee shop guy and I think he lapped me at least three times.
Last time I go out in the middle of the day. ;)
After a whole ten minutes of hitting the ball back and forth to myself I felt exhausted, so I decided to go for a walk. On my lovely walk, in the middle of the day, I swear I saw the coffee shop guy and I think he lapped me at least three times.
Last time I go out in the middle of the day. ;)
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