The return of Bambi Lynn.
Had a friend meet me for drinks the other day, looking terribly shaken and weak. I asked him if he was feeling well, and slightly out of breath he replied "never better" with a big smile. It seems he crossed paths with the legend Bambi Lynn very recently, and he was recovering from the workout he experienced. He was trying to describe the euphoric experience as he finished his second beer, but he was just smiling, speechless, trying to find the words and smiling, and said he had to go home and lay down. I believe he mentioned a recent ad at STG that caught his eye, and resulted their paths crossing and his temporary incapacitation due to the ensuing calisthenics. I offered to drive him to his residence but he thanked me and declined. He paid his tab, wobbled out of the rustic watering hole, and safely made it home. Looks like the talent pool in Broward just kicked up a notch. Welcome back.