I don't even know what to say. Or how not to vomit.
I suppose it could be worse. I could be stranded on an ice floe.
No, a smaller one.
And I smell like fish.
And I chose this day to leave my rocket pack at home.
Ugh. It's even sunny on my imaginary ice floe. Spring can't come soon enough.
welcome to jackman . it will melt fast spring really is coming in june :)
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