Dear Septsamir:

I don't really know how to tell you this, but our affair is over. I think I realized it on the first of May, in your closet, and I saw you knock out Bill Clinton. I'm sure you're scarred enough to understand that I'm allergic to your hamster. I'm returning your love letters to you, but I'll keep your photo as a memory. You should also know that I get sick when I think about a new life as a clone.

Good luck on your short-term leave from jail,
Lucius


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.... tagged me.



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