My Australian friend and I chatted with you in the beer garden lineup at Mumford and Sons. I made an errant comment about shitty Mumford songs, we talked about egg spoon races, rich Saskatchewan farmers, and oversized sun hats having no place at concerts.
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I was the short one with the long blonde hair. Anywaaays, this is awkward, but I thought you were cute and I dug your freckles.