Through my television i have watched the the natives play some form of sport on a diamond shaped field of grass and clay. They take turns wielding ghastly wooden clubs while one of them hurls round, white rocks at him. They appear to use the club to repulse the attacks.
This intrigues me, I will have to study it further.
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Gone, are the days of home cooked meals. We, too, find ourselves stranded in the middle of the desert only to find burgers hard enough to scratch the paint off the road, and some type of potato that resembles pencils. We find ourselves watching strange looking humans with hair straight and firm enough to puncture a balloon dancing and screaming on stage. Pray we receive the gift of interpretation to understand the language and sounds coming from these creatures. We are thinking of you. May the force be with you.
That is why I married you..
-Michelle wrote the above
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