Here I am listening to the fridgid winds howl around my ears as I expand my search into the great barren wastes of the frozen great North. Ever watchful am I for wolves in their packs, and the dark barbarian warriors who roam these lands at will. Good thing there's no Polar Bears I think, what? Hello?
Where's the great majestic hunter of the white world? Tear your ass up!
Where's the great majestic hunter of the white world? Tear your ass up!
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