And nineteen more left to come knocking down your door.

[ who cares if he's for real? peter's always lived for the stories. doesn't it just make life a touch more exciting anyways? he crosses a leg over the other and taps the edge of one glass to his. ]

In any case, I doubt the other ten would have put two drinks in my hands, so I already like you best. That's how they do it on Venus, after all.