warm one s legs by the fire, play a little snooker, enjoy a fine single malt or two, a substantial game meal, maybe another whiskey, perhaps. contemplate the mysteries of the universe under a starry sky. then, to sleep into the arms of morpheus, to rise in the morning as bringer of death. anthony: stephen and adrian keep calling it the hill. but that ain t no hill i ever seen. it s a behemoth. an endless range of behemoths. one mountain giving way to a moor, giving way to another mountain, then more, then more. there might be a hill somewhere in there, but it s probably between mountains. after a five-mile uphill walk. and though i am, to be modest, in the best shape of my life of late, it s a daunting hike.
enjoy this kind of rugged solitude from the comfort of a warm, inviting seventeenth century lodge. warm one s legs by the fire, play a little snooker, enjoy a fine single malt or two, a substantial game meal, maybe another whiskey, perhaps. contemplate the mysteries of the universe under a starry sky. then, to sleep into the arms of morpheus, to rise in the morning as bringer of death. anthony: stephen and adrian keep calling it the hill. but that ain t no hill i ever seen. it s a behemoth. an endless range of behemoths. one mountain giving way to a moor, giving way to another mountain, then more, then more. there might be a hill somewhere in there, but it s probably between mountains. after a five-mile uphill walk.
and though i am, to be modest, in the best shape of my life of late, it s a daunting hike. the climb gradual, then steep. the footing ranging from rocky to spongy, and wet. mile after mile. me trying to look cool, make it seem like this is nothing unusual. but really, i m dyin . he s a nascar champion who s she s a world-class swimmer who s stared down the best in her sport. but for both of them, the most challenging opponent was.
warm, inviting seventeenth century lodge. warm one s legs by the fire, play a little snooker, enjoy a fine single malt or two, a substantial game meal, maybe another whiskey, perhaps. contemplate the mysteries of the universe under a starry sky. then, to sleep into the arms of morpheus, to rise in the morning as bringer of death. anthony: stephen and adrian keep calling it the hill. but that ain t no hill i ever seen. it s a behemoth. an endless range of behemoths. one mountain giving way to a moor, giving way to another mountain, then more, then more. there might be a hill somewhere in there, but it s probably between mountains. after a five-mile uphill walk. and though i am, to be modest, in the best shape of my life of
it s a behemoth, an endless range of behemoths, one mountain giving way to a moor, then giving way to another mountain and then another and then more. there might be a hill somewhere in there, but it s probably between mountains. after a five-mile uphill walk and though i am to be modest in the best shape of my life, it s a daunting hike. the climb gradual, then steep. the footing ranging from rocky to spongy and wet. mile after mile. me, trying to look cool. make it seem like this is nothing unusual, but really i m dying. strong can heal from miles away. unite us for a common good. and turn a simple video into endless laughter. strong can take you. all the way to the summit. oh my! so cool! think what strong can do for you. can i play too?