[January 26th is a day Griffin always thinks of as his 'birthday', though he's been around longer than that, by far. In fact, it doesn't take much for him to remember being very young and staring in wonder at French ships coming into the Lakes for the first time. Yet, that extremely frigid day in January has always stuck out, moreso that any memory
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Hiya. [ ... ] Been looking for you.
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Oh, have ya?
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[Hopefully, it won't be arsenic-flavored.]
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[He's actually surprised! Most Yoopers seem to forget about it.]
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He probably wouldn't have much words. As always when he opened his mouth, he was terrible with wording things. So Gabe just stands there holding the box, nudging him with it. Come on Griff, notice him?
When Griff opens it, it's a box of cheese with some Leinenkugel's Big Eddy Russian Imperial Stout. With of course, at the bottom a Detroit Red Wings Sweatshirt. (Largest he could find, of course.) ]
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So, he takes the box, opening it and grinning widely, despite his earlier feelings.]
Aw Gabe, ya shouldn've. [Just to be sure, he checks the size of the sweatshirt.] An' my size, too! Ya gotta be psychic.
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Don't say anything stupid, or you're going to hurt his feelings and look like a -- ] I just got the biggest one.
[ -- dumbass. ]
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