It was a dark and stormy night.
The fog was thick; the rain was pouring.
The winds were whipping, and the evening was frigid.
I can't think of a better time to warm up with some Irish dancing.
We even had a Loch Ness sighting. ;)
The pianist is Hobbes, and the fiddler was Calvin. Just in case you were wondering. |
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