“Du-UUUDE!! Are you nuts?!?” “Why do you ask, dude?” “Why do I ask, he says. The trade winds have died, dude. There’s not a breath of air anyplace. It’s flippin’ 90 degrees American. In the shade. Why in pluperfect hell … Continue reading →
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