I will never forget the bear hug after the first dhow trip, nor how you so easily volunteered to carry the heavy load of food from the car to the dhow, or the time you taught me ghow to wii-bowl, or the crab hunting lessons you gave me, or...

There is just too many memories associated with you, and NONE of them bad. Be the same king. Just dont change.

God just doesnt make guys like you anymore, coz he forgot how! So enjoy being the rare breed who doesnt know how to be bad even if they wanted to. Rock on mate, rock the hell on!