So I'm going to the homeland this weekend (aka Canada) for my Grandpa's 80th birthday. And THIS is the text I get from Michael just a few minutes ago:"Better bring me back something Canadian! Oooh! Like a sexy hockey player! One of those real rough ones that'd call u a bitch while they f*ck you!"
"Yeah! Bring me that!!"
I will be WAY too busy making maple syrup and riding around via sled dogs to do any hockey player recruiting.
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For the record, dear, I spelled out F-U-C-K.
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