Fare thee well Francesco. May the Gods shine upon you as you walk the trail of sorrow. It was written long ago on the day you were brought into this world, that your quest would bring peace to these lands.
So it is with great sadness and joy that I bid thee farewell...
May your heart always be full of joy, and your pockets full of pesos. My your hands always be tender, and your dreams always come true.
If hunger strikes you on the road to glory, then snack upon the Lunchable of time. I placed it in your rucksack next to your canteen filled with goats blood. There are also some Saltines and a Slim Jim for when times get tough.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lunchables
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