I don't have my black book with me, so I don't have your number. I can remember five of the digits. Perhaps you should give me a ring. We could grab a cup or eat some caramels.
Serpentine, indeed. Not idling is the key. Speaking of keys, mine were sitting on the passenger seat of my car. I'm. A. Moron. At any rate, thank you for being patient during our 1 AM sojourn to my baked bean, produce, and tasteless cheese Mecca.
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I've been gone far longer than I'd have liked.
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