Haunts of coot and hern

I’m not a Bot, but in an idle moment a few days ago I nonetheless found myself taking rickbot’s quiz to determine which Tong I am. I don’t even know what that means, but I turned out to be spimcoot. Well, the coot did make us beer brothers almost a year ago, so that must be it.

The whole of the above paragraph makes no sense, and I’m dreadfully sorry I wrote it.

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