The Tale of the Prombies.....
It all started out on a cold dark night.. the wind was blowing and the cats were meowing and all was normal on this cold Friday eve.
Alright.. it wasn't very cold but the moon was out and the streets were bathed with its bright white light. There must have been a spark in the air, the promise of an Irish Jig, cough-
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I'm doing well.. considering whether or not I want to go out to the pub tonight.
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Haven't seen you in a long long time.
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Milkman Dan is awesome!
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