Maybe I should have told the tales of my parade of consciousness while there was some small degree of relevance. I suppose I did, in fact, but I don't believe anyone was listening.
New stories are always better.
I'm not likely to shake another king's hand at this point, but three should be plenty, and I've blundered into the cosmic path of the royal personage of Roy, Elvis and Big Daddy.
My favourite stories are all about laughing. I plan to do a lot more before all's said and done.
Give us peace on earth and end this dreadful, dreadful war.
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