It's so close! Can you taste the unwashed bodies and cheetos yet? The wet, grimy, crumpled socks that are lying revoltingly close to your head, and you don't know who's they are? Maybe that kid who hid there during the pillow fight last night left them there. You'll get 'em at breakfast. The Lone Retreater always gets his man.
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hey lone retreater...it will be great to hang out again my friend...plus i can't wait to talk to you about this book i just read...did you ever read the gospels according to star wars? there are some things he brought up about star wars that i never heard and can't wait to see what you think...hope you are well and staying warm...talk with you later
The lone reatreater always gets his man...... good job bud
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