A time honored tradition
Story telling has always been a time honored tradition. I always enjoyed listening to the story my uncle would tell about how he was killed by the elusive giant tree weasle while off in the jungles hunting pygmy mosquitos. Of course when I questioned the validity of above said story my uncle would angry and possess my pet goldfish named hermes and make it jump out of his bowl to get eaten by the cat.
Another story I enjoyed was the one I heard about some time back.... I honestly don't remember the name or who even told me that story but it left a deep impression on me obviously.
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