It is truly tragic that I, your Other Rolex Reporter, have been too sick to even read much less write and contribute to this Saga, of which I or in which, rather, I do enter in . Maybe I can play catch up , a bit. I will send some pics if I remember. Just remember:
I'll be your memory,in case you don't know, what you did back then. I'll be the little voice that reminds you,just what's behind you,when you draw a blank. When you think you haven't got a clue, about some of the things you used to do.. you can always ask me if you dare.. 'cause i was there... and I saw you.
Like you so forgot our pivotal lunch chez the Rolex Rep... and do you think Chuck or whatever his name was was impressed by your waist deep wet Rolex chic when he hit on you at Baby Beach a few dozen years ago? Or maybe it wasn't the watch at all, but your swimsuit clad torso, generous and dripping wet, that turned his teen head?
It's been a long time; and your faithful Rolex was always there , on your wrist when you hit the road with Travis , danced to Bruce with my bro Sperry late at night by the SE light the summer the "Boys Were Looking Pretty Goodi " , interviewed Clint and Meryl ( what was she wearing i the way of a watch.. did you take note? and watched your baby grow up to have a baby and a Rolie of her very own? Nuff said. You can edit all you like...xxxx
still panting....
ReplyDeleteIt is truly tragic that I, your Other Rolex Reporter, have been too sick to even read much less write and contribute to this Saga, of which I or in which, rather, I do enter in . Maybe I can play catch up , a bit. I will send some pics if I remember. Just remember:
ReplyDeleteI'll be your memory,in case you don't know, what you did back then. I'll be the little voice that reminds you,just what's behind you,when you draw a blank. When you think you haven't got a clue, about some of the things you used to do.. you can always ask me if you dare.. 'cause i was there... and I saw you.
Like you so forgot our pivotal lunch chez the Rolex Rep... and do you think Chuck or whatever his name was was impressed by your waist deep wet Rolex chic when he hit on you at Baby Beach a few dozen years ago? Or maybe it wasn't the watch at all, but your swimsuit clad torso, generous and dripping wet, that turned his teen head?
It's been a long time; and your faithful Rolex was always there , on your wrist when you hit the road with Travis , danced to Bruce with my bro Sperry late at night by the SE light the summer the "Boys Were Looking Pretty Goodi " , interviewed Clint and Meryl ( what was she wearing i the way of a watch.. did you take note? and watched your baby grow up to have a baby and a Rolie of her very own? Nuff said. You can edit all you like...xxxx