I wish you "Good Day". I have a large pot of stew in my cottage that I cannot eat alone. You are welcome to come and help me consume it, and to drink beer that I have brewed myself. Afterward we will smoke wolfbane cigars and speak of metaphysical things. When you awake, you will be miles down the road, and missing your wallets.
Courtesy of A 1000 Broken Dreams
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