On Thursday night Ryan and I went up the canyon for a quick ride. We had a blast. We both just love just being outside. Anyways while we were up there, we ran into this huge drug bust, [well, we think it was a drug bust] we are talking two ford cop cars on the trail, literally cuffing this couple. It was nuts. Ryan and I didn't wait for them to get out of the way, we just walked our bikes around them. A few miles later we ran into my parents on their tandem. What a coincidence. So after, catching up with them for a few minutes, I noticed something on my dads feet. MY WISCONSIN socks!! It was so funny, I look down and I see "W" - I'm all, Wisconsin?? Bucky! He-he. Somehow my socks ended up in his drawer. Funny stuff. We laughed.
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I guess I shouldn't be surprised that the socks are in high-demand. Guess I will have to get your parents their own--so you can get yours back (and they won't steal them again).
ha! oh, dad! :) good idea. everybody needs a good pair of badger socks!
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