Mamma, I’m dead. Yeah, come to my neck of the woods.

Bet you’ve never survived a Canadian Winter. Yeah yeah…. You’re ready to deal with me. Whatever helps you sleep at night, friend.

Mamma, I’m dead. Yeah, come to my neck of the woods.

Bet you’ve never survived a Canadian Winter. Yeah yeah…. You’re ready to deal with me. Whatever helps you sleep at night, friend.

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