Anyone who knows me, knows I hate jewelry; it just gets in the way. Call me old school, but if it isn't part of my body, then I don't need it. So you see, having a watch isn't something I like wearing or even owning, but in the event of a surf contest, it's a distinct advantage. So I had one. The Nixon Lo Down, same as the one I lost in that car accident a couple years ago, except this one was yellow. The Lo Down is a standard watch, nothing fancy, told the time, counted down, it did the bare minimum and now I can't find it. Yet I suspect it's doing that very same thing; counting down the minutes until someone finds it, so that it can do what it does and tell them the time.
Jewelry sucks eggs.
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