Oh nonononononon bb! He was definitely NOT from Finland... he was a true born Iron Ranger in area code 218 and loathed anyone from the 612 area code.
Remember, just before his final meltdown, someone did track him down and his family and his sandwich eating prowess...
I was giving the old black hole a few days to simmer to see if folks had found a new juke joint to hang out in...
*looks around at the walls covered in crusty rusty memorabilia, curmudgeonly bartender, filthy bathrooms, partially functioning bubble-hockey game in the corner*
This will do nicely!
That is plenty. Worst thing was on the old POS, if there were back to back games and someone was saying something cool you had to wait before you could like or whatever...
I also dig that you can see who reacts, it sure is nice to know who has opinions on what you have to say.