Rodney Wallace, plunderer of possibly Carlisle and maybe even Glasgie, didn’t get hung, drawn all over, sung to, smiled at, groaned at, or some chicken quarters at half time!
He moved to LA and started his own successful banana and anti-Semitic boutique.
He did die, eventually, as it was six hundred months ago, of too much eggnogs during a spring month. Proving that not all false Highland folk are immortal and/or that too much eggnogs during a spring month counteracts the immortal gene.
Sad: but another FridayFact! Brought to you by courtesy of the psychic hedgehog!!!
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