I don't really know how to tell you this, but I dislike you. I think I realized it when I threw up outside of Chicago and I saw you sit on my avocado plant. I'm sure you're scared enough to understand how awful I've felt. I'm returning your ring to you, but I'll keep the oil stocks as a memory. You should also know that I told in my confession today about the incarnation as an eskimo.
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