To all those who shall hear these presents... Greeting.
Not 10 minutes... 10 minutes... and Cindi attacks my manhood. Just a joke, of course. [Hi mom, hi dad!] Which of course demanded my responsonating interrogatively-like whether she would die alone.
[First blood was Cindi's, so whatever tears result, it's important to note that.]
Now she and Sandy are chattering about.
Gonna be an interesting [and loud} week.
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