Isn’t it lovely to sit amongst your friends discussing the good old times?
Reminiscing over the past adventures and expeditions. Those glorious climbs and
ascents. If only they actually remembered the past events correctly. These old farts
clearly got their memories muddled by all the snow. Obviously it was I that first got
to the summit of that mountain. I was done with lunch by the time they got there. I
shall tell them again how it all went down... or up I guess!
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