There was a lovely, middle-aged man that worked at my grandfather's butcher shop, and he had been there for about as long as I can remember. He was a complete cliché but completely unforgettable, a man of few words but full of wisdom, kindness and a strange sense of humour. He was a bit cracked in the head, too. The day before I started at drama
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Jennifer Jokes, I'm not on as much as I'd like to be, but I'll be sure to say hi if I pop up.
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Can't say I'm on much myself, but it'd be lovely to "say hi" once in a while with you.
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Sounds like a plan, we'll have to let "serendipity" take over I imagine, here's to happy accidental meetings.
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With my talent for ruining all things technological, it might take a while, but I guarantee you it will happen.
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-Brittney B.
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