
I ran into Donald today and he agreed to have his picture taken with me. Really made my day.
I tickled his chin, but he still looked so angry.

I invited him to have some ice cream, but he said time was money and that he was busy hammering away at ACE Hardware anyway. Too bad. I was hoping for a date. Or at least a Sunday stroll. I guess he had bigger fish to fry.

I must say metal man was nicer to me than Donald. At least he protected me from the rain. I have this strange feeling that Donald is trying to secretly emulate our famous Portland metal man, don't you think? But only in image; not in attitude. Tycoon? Clearly. Gentleman? Hardly.
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I think he is scared to since there isn't much of it left.
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