Round my thoughts, running round my nose, chlorine, oh you old chlorine.
Hopped in the pool, lord and got a whiff of you,
all I want now is some good loratidine.
Chlorine, oh you old chlorine.
Chlorine's for water, lord, it ain't for me,
Maybe it kills ya, but tweedle-dee...
OK, I tried. Townes Van Zandt would be so proud.
Just another ordinary day today: 750 warmup and a happy little 2,500 after...
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You're wifey is!
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