Like all epic love stories it started with a name.
What's in a name? that which we call a rose
By any other name would smell as sweet
So Truck Norris would, were he not Truck Norris call'd
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He took me camping!
He met my friends and family!
We raised house plants together.
We even lived together for three moths when I was a nomad.
But then, like all epic love stories, fate conspired to separate us. Our epic love was shattered by another's villainous wrongful left turn.
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NO! |
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NO! |
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NONO! |
I was alone in the world again.
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The bittersweet ending to this love story was Truck Norris's was reincarnation into his doppelganger Randolph. Pieces of Truck Norris will live on in Randolph,who will fulfill the epic adventures in fish field work started by Truck Norris and myself.

Then our hansom hero rode off into the sunset. The fair maiden waving goodbye, knowing that a piece of her heart went with him. A piece that would never be filled by another.

A glooming peace this morning with it brings
The sun, for sorrow, will not show his head
Go hence, to have more talk of these sad things