I wanna give a shout out to the dude that spun me home the night I got kicked out of the Cradle of Filth gig at the Sun Center. It was -10 and I was walking down Crowchild (kinda drunk) in a tshirt.
I was attempting to walk to Elbow and Anderson. Some guy pulled over and muttered something about me freezing to death, asked where I was headed, and it was more or less on his way.
That was pretty nice of him. And no, Locke, there was no hanky panky.
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