I thought I saw you walking, as I drove down the road we used to walk all the time. But as I drove closer I saw that it was not you - it was like a young, hot, springy, nubile version of you, with the same litheness and glossy hair and except much, much more
OH SHIT ! That's a dude!!
Yyechh!!! GET A HAIRCUT, dude!
That's just a problem. I'm sorry. That's a problem. He is totally wearing your tan shorts.
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