I went away, and did this or that, and did some more of this and that…got my blades sharpened…played some games…saw some old friends…made some new friends…and enemies, and I now understand what loyalty means. Got up with the real thing.
It is, what it is….
Did I ever tell you about the time Domino and I were in Iceland?
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I hope it wasn’t at Christmas? I hear Icelanders can be a little odd during the holiday season, with the gnomes and the spoon licking…
Ah the real thing – sometimes it is elusive – no?
No, I never heard the story. I’d like to, though.