As I walked back from a fast food restaurant on my lunch break, on this brisk 36 degree afternoon, with no jacket, scarf, gloves or hat on, drinking a milk shake, I realized that I truely have become a Minnesotan.
You betcha.
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Ya sure. I just watched the movie by two of Minnesota's favorite sons, Fargo, and my lands that was disturbing and funny. Don't ya know.
It gives me a better view of your homeland. May God be with you.
One of the freelance guys that we hire owns the actual woodchipper used in "Fargo." I told him he should put it on e-bay.
(Thanks for the card and pictures. They're going on the fridge.)
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