Please Excuse My French, But Holy Shit

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We all have those moments. The ones that make you say that out of a sheer inability to contrive a conscious string of other words that properly equates to exactly how you feel. If you have never had a “HS” moment, you’re missing out; life’s too short. Tonight, I had one of those moments. They are few and far in between. So far, in fact, that it makes the moment just that much better. What takes it to even the next level is when what gave you that feeling was 100% your idea and doing. Behold, my “Holy Shit” moment.

Taken at Avanti Fountain Place in Dallas, Texas.