But see, NtI? You weren’t cold. You were warm and cordial and I am still VERY grateful for your visit!! Thanks!
You’re just saying that because you want me to blow hot air into your room. I’m like a furnace. Hot to the touch and sooty. Remember when I went outside? I was given strict instructions to leave the area while I went through my smoke stack routine because there was a window open. Hot air comes in the form of smoke but I digress because the visit was the most of enjoyable for me also. I had to calm me, on the plane, after leaving. Had to throw me out at 39,000 feet. Me made it home somehow. I still have not figured out how. Somewhere in all of this Darksheare is to blame.