I am feeling horribly, horribly conflicted right now.
So my father came back from Taiwan today, and he got me a army-camo-coloured beret from there. Yes, the French type.
You see the obvious problem.
Army=/=France. Yeah.
Anyway, in other news, "You can't make it for what we are going to do, so you don't deserve to walk with us." Discuss.
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