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Originally Posted by Groin Redbeard
I dreamt last night that Gwathagor kept following me around. He was wearing a black fedora and was in hunters attire (he looked very much like Theodore Roosevelt  ). When I confronted him he jumped into some bushes and started whispering, "You can't see me, you can't see me." I finally got tired of him following me around and confronted him a second time, but this time he started waving his new found gun and doing his best impersination of Mr. Heston's famous words: "From my cold dead hands." |
I'm afraid I must not make a very good impression here on the Downs.