Christian,
You were not by any chance named after the song Christian Island, were you?
potter
'I knew a man from Windsor
Who went to Detroit every night
And stateside of the tunnel
Customs agents gave him flight
He threw his stash in the river
And his bedroll on the ground
And when they finally got there
A sleeping man was all that they found
He just let it ride
Ride let it ride
Leavin' on the evenin' tide
Just let it ride'
Let It Ride from East of Midnight
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