
So why don’t we talk about lanyards? Here, to my left, are some.
Yep, lanyards. That’s what those are.
Lanyards.
Yep.
Oh. I see some more over there.

Those are lanyards, too.
I think they say the same thing the others do, only the letters are closer together. And these don’t seem to come in pink or purple or anything like that.
But they’re still lanyards.
Here is a smaller picture of a lanyard. It’s a green lanyard on a red background.
This lanyard says something different. It says, “F.R.O.G.” I don’t think they mean like the amphibian. It seems to be some kind of religious code. Like a fish, but you know, not.
But it’s still a lanyard.
So, it’s been nice, talking about lanyards, and . . . stuff. Like more lanyards.
You have yourself a nice afternoon, and if you want some lanyards, you know where to get them.
[Rating: 31/100]
You can’t really rate a lanyard — it’s either a lanyard or it’s not. But I tried.
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