Advance to Rear

DBacks seem to be coasting. Behinder they get... let's get back to the hotel.
A championship team comes from behind. My Dad called it desire. Too cool?
He told me I didn't have enough of it. How high school does it get?!! Sheesh.
A great disappointment I wasn't a Yankee or even a Duck; naa, only roller hockey.

That was one set of consternation. He never heard of Siddhartha, let alone Jung.
People like 'Frankie' is another. Corrupted minds. Everything I said above, come on...
it's all got sexual connotation to them. They rob one of their innocence. Ruin bliss.
I'm at as good a place as any to contemplate that. Phoenix's own 'Gay Denny's'.

Well, gaybomb this ye ridiculous people. The path of least resistance. Dress up!
Are we confused yet? Was it that the women defile but the boys don't? Queer.
I imparted to Francesca one evening of a pretty good film; really good score.
"There's only one woman in the world." Or was it 'merely' I must jest. (I remain.

Respectfully yours, you nasty woman you. How could you? What are you doing?
Why did you call me boss?) I'm not good at it. They call you names. They smirk.
I'm so glad I'm retired. Why did she come on to me over the bar like that? Observe.
Like for hubby, I thought. I thought wrong. Over the top, rather. Like Cream Ranch.

I think I'll get out of town. Go incommunicado. Take a ride. Not too far.
Verde Valley? Float down on a canoe? Wait... is it flowing? Hmm... perhaps
ride the railroad through the gorge. Was up there several times but not for that.
Will the vehicle make it. Problematic. Oil change tomorrow. Check out. We'll see.