FFF again folks,
"You want to see if I'm a true Scotsman, meet me in the blue room."
He gave me directions.
I climbed. I'm out of breath.
"If the ghost of old Jock jumped me, I'd not have the energy to fight him off. Mind you if he's anything like the present laird why would I want to?"
I turned around.
He grinned and swirled his kilt.
Yes a true Scotsman, but…
"Why are you here? he asked. "I said the blue room, this is the red. The third floor this is the second. I've hunted all over for you."
I'm colorblind, from the USA."
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Love, R x