At this time tomorrow I will be on my way to Dodger Stadium to watch my beloved, future Hall of Famer Greg Maddux take the mound against the Pirates. I love him.
My best friend will be sitting beside me. I'm more than a little fond of him, too.
I hate my complexion, but it's been worse. I'm not as thin as I'd like to be, but I'm thinner than I was last time he saw me.
We're not going to sleep together. I don't think he'd like himself afterward. But I'd really like him to want to.
That's my best friend. Now if Greg Maddux asked me to bed, I'd drop trou in a heartbeat. I love him.
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