Comments: Labor of Love

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Oh really. When might this be from? Some big Solstice festival you had or something? Interesting that you might not have mentioned it before.

Anyway, I'm glad that you're granted the time, on this holiest of holidays, to avail yourself of your fabulous meat and your fabulous grill. Because whenever it is that I get out of Ullapool, I'm coming out swinging, and you better look out.

But don't get excited. It's a holiday. Relax. Relax.

If you're coming out swinging, it better be an axe in your hand, because that's the only way you're going to take me down.

Gosh, that sounded pretty violent, didn't it. Must be the fabulous meat talking.