Lets see, he said at last.
Isnt there any way for you to get back to Valhalla, or wherever you come from?
Pooks Hill Pucks Hill Pucks Hill Pooks Hill!
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It's one thing if you are drinking and pour a shot over your shoulder that you don't want.
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He was called Weland, and he was a smith to some Gods.
O that was a Legions camping-place, When Cæsar sailed from Gaul.For some, he may repeat some things you already know.At last he confessed that the Smith had done.None the less, when bad times came, he didnt beg or steal.But he was an honest Old Thing.And what did poor Weland do?07:29 AM Alpha Male Posts: 1,067 Joined: Apr 2011 Reputation: 24 Post: #5 RE: The Book of Pook ( 07:29 AM)wolf Wrote: ( 06:07 AM)P Dog Wrote: ( 05:37 AM)wolf Wrote: Rejection is better than regret.He pointed to the bare, fern-covered slope of Pooks Hill that runs up from the far side of the mill-stream to a dark wood.
Thats just why you did.
First they were Gods.