Have you ever heard somebody say that another person runs like a girl? I know it’s just a stereotype, but as I was walking down 2nd street back to my illustrious palatial residence I saw this person running towards me with their legs weird and their arms flailing and all I could think of was they were running like a girl. Well, lo and behold it was a girl. The other funny thing was what she was wearing. She had these really nice looking black pants on and a really nice looking shirt. I don’t think my sister would even wear something like that to work out in. For a split second I had the thought that she had to be running away from somebody like in a bad horror flick. Cause nobody would go running late at night dressed like that. Then reality set in and I remembered I was at Taylor.
Oh, and if you’re into mariachi and enjoy rockin stuff check out a band called Chingon. I’m listening to them right now and they rock. Just be careful who you talk to about them though because depending on where they’re from the band’s name could mean something not so nice.
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