I love it when the fog rolls in. It's so soft and silent. Feels like I'm up here alone. No one in the back, no one in the front. Just my little house on a mountain in a cloud. Oh yeah, and the naked guy next door who thinks he is invisible in fog.
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Why do you always live next to men that don't like to wear clothes when they are outside?
It's eery!
Glad to see you're posting since you're not answering the phone. Are you just living in the fog, or is your whole head still really in a fog? Hope you're feeling better!
ah, u.n.g.......for a minute there i thought there was going to be a picture.
I tried really hard to get a picture, but he is an elusive naked guy. I had three friends over last weekend and one of them got up early enough to see the naked neighbor. He bragged about his naked guy sighting the whole rest of the day. My other two friends were bummed that they missed it. I tell you Natalie, he's elusive.
I'm thinking we need to tweak the acronym to e.n.g. I've seen him in haphazardly thrown on barely coverable gray tiny sweat shorts and nothing else. Do I get credit for a sighting?
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