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Okay, okay . . 'nuff'a this warm n' fuzzy. We're long overdue ta lay waste ta some salesman sellin' repossessed, Tazmanian swampland real estate for a hay-penny an acre. How's the way the young'uns put it? "Flame"?
'Godda tell yas though . . when the lights went out, I was wishin' that we'd'a exchanged email addresses r' somethin'. You know: signed each other's log book, exchanged recipes n' such.
'Would'a been really ungood if the ol' site would'a jus' been allowed to dry up n' blow away. (Computerally speakin' a'course)
Be well gang, good ta have everybody back. (Aaay! Did anybody take a head count?)
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