Another day in Indianapolis with friends and relatives, as part of our summer Midwest tour. On this morning’s run, following the same route where I prepped for my running streak over 9-years ago, I reminisced about its inception over a dinner with my wife’s newest hire. She and her husband, who was also a runner, familiarized me with the website runeveryday.com and challenged me to give it a try. I planned on starting this new quest on the first of the year when we got back to Austin and the holidays were over. Instead, I started two-days early, counting to the current total of 3,454 days on December 29th. As I ran in a light, Indiana snowfall that morning, I was listening to the same radio station that caught my ear this morning. They were my competitor for advertising dollars when I first worked in Indy, but eventually grew to be my favorite – WFBQ Q-95. The station features the raunchy humor of the Bob & Tom Show that was created in Indianapolis and slowly evolved into a nationally syndicated program. I heard a silly joke this morning that made me laugh, and turned it into an even sillier poem to make you blush:

WARNING SEXUALLY EXPLICIT:

Two morticians,
With a body on the table.
Is this story true,
Or a frivolous fable?

The toe tag reads,
“Stephen L. Smythe.”
They pull off the sheet,
And can’t believe the size.

“Is that what I think?
I’ve never seen another.”
It’s so big and thick,
Unlike any other.

“Ripley won’t believe it,
Get me the knife.
We’ll put it on display,
But first I’ll show my wife.”

He took home the jar,
And here’s what she said,
“Oh My God…,
Steve Smythe is dead!”

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