Bjorn, you get the plates and napkins; Ingmar, you get the beverages,
while I set up the DVD for a couple episodes of 24.
Hello, my name is Maurice. Discovered at a flea market in Clermont-Ferrand, France, I was rescued for 50 centimes and immediately taken hiking. Since then I have been an ideal travelling companion: lightweight, squishable, free on trains and planes, uncomplaining, and useful in many comic situations. Over the years the shade of my pink has faded, but there will always be a new horizon to be dragged to.
Poor Harold. I guess I kind of believed him after all.
Um, guys? The brick?...
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