.....it's everything crossed for tomorrow night. Rambo and Cinderfella....bring your cameras in case mine fails (or the shooter) ...... it's all in the lap of the gods now.....but why does Wigwam keep humming: "You're getting nothing for Christmas...." every time I speak to him......
My plan is simple: drink to oblivion and make a complete fool of myself......shouldn't be too difficult....I've had enough practice..... adios muchachos
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