Monday, November 23, 2009

Pusher Man


Marty seemed not to recognize me as I walked back from checking the surf this morning. It was the dark shades and black beanie no doubt.

“I thought you wanted to sell me some drugs,” he remarked. (Did I really look so sinister?)

“Sure, man…I got ya covered….I got Advil, Tylenol, Alleve….maybe ya just wanna chill with some ice packs.” These after all, are the drugs of choice nowadays for this middle aged, wannabe athlete!

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