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We used to hang out all the time. The last time I was chillin with you guys, was at your place in Everson and we were watching the Mcgregor vs. Maywether fight.
Later that night I was extremely wasted drunk, and for some reason thought it'd be funny to make up a story about being related to Stalin, and freak you out. I vaguely remember that, but forgot to tell you it was a joke the next morning before leaving. Time went by and you never invited me back again. Guess I don't blame you, if you thought I was related to Stalin, haha!! 😅
Anyway, now years have gone by, and hope you're doing well. Just wanted you to know, in case you had any doubts that story was true, that it's NOT. There's not some mini Stalin or relative of Stalin walking around in Whatcom County. It was just a drunken campfire story that got carried away, lol.
But how did I know you'd be reading this section, on this day, at this time? Maybe I'm a time traveller? 😎⌚ lol...
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