Boy, do I ramble a lot nowadays.
My thoughts bring me to Mikhail before his death. He knew he was going to die soon. It's not that he was a saint. He knew that once he snitched the punishment is death. I can't believe that he ate a whole chocolate cake! So that is his last hurrah.
What will be my last hurrah then? It will be the Kenny Hill Baker's lasagna. Nope, I rather have a large platter of sushi and lasagna too on a separate occasion.
I had so many last hurrahs that I can do away with a last hurrah. The best is still the Eastin Escapade in 2018. I need to visit the place once again after I get my welfare check.
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