We left the tearful goodbye committee and headed the short distance to Duluth. Upon arriving, overheard a man say "yah, you betcha;" never thought that phrase would make me sad. I wanted to grab him by his fleece and scream "SAY IT AGAIN MISTER! SAY IT AGAIN!"
Next morning, I sprayed anti-dandruff treatment under my arms. It's a focus issue, not an armpit issue.