Greetings, salutations, and how the hell're all y'all doin?
Here is my message to all of you; We stood at the edge of the sea. A small man from Dithering Wedsnesday-on-Whey named 'Mr Gerald' informed us that he was now 'in charge of medication for THE SENATOR'. With a grain of salt and a pinch of pepper, two onions, a boatload of black tar and 500 Thai prostitutes, Mr Gerald then sailed off into an unfeeling sun. But we, sporting the lassez-faire attitude borne of the walk of a golden mile (for which we are globally renknowned) well we wound up in Norway, or perhaps Sweden, no one is really quite sure, we just know that it's somewhere in the 'Nordic Climes'; where we then spent a 'liquid summer' fixing girls w/ our pipes.
Thank you for your rabid fan-Dom, it is humbling and rather beguiling.
Sincerely yours,
Ik Nak Fu
