Once upon a time, I had a summer romance that was spent largely driving to the coast and lying out on the sands with a cooler full of illicit beer. I was fool enough then to display my ungainly body in a speedo all summer, and even got noticed a bit by other guys - but that was long ago and far away now. Ah, sweet memories of youth!
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There may have been three weeks one summer when I could get away with wearing a speedo.
Once upon a time, I had a summer romance that was spent largely driving to the coast and lying out on the sands with a cooler full of illicit beer. I was fool enough then to display my ungainly body in a speedo all summer, and even got noticed a bit by other guys - but that was long ago and far away now. Ah, sweet memories of youth!
Got brown as a nut, though.
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