Last night Rob and I went on a walk around our spiffy new apartment complex.
We found a bridge.
There was water running under the bridge.
Bridge and water inspired a spitting contest.
Gues who won....
I did. Hands down. Three to zilch. Rob didn't have a prayer... he wasn't even close enough to argue that it should have been a tie.
Were my best friends growing up guys? Oh yeah! You bet they were!!
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