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Dear You,
I’m not sure if you’ve looked at yourself in the mirror lately, but I’m afraid you’re a leprechaun. Last year when you peed your pants in your closet, you shrank to the size of a very small child and your clothes turned bright green. If you ever put whipped cream on my kneecaps when you’re high on magic mushrooms again, I will be sure ( Read more... )
I’m not sure if you’ve looked at yourself in the mirror lately, but I’m afraid you’re a leprechaun. Last year when you peed your pants in your closet, you shrank to the size of a very small child and your clothes turned bright green. If you ever put whipped cream on my kneecaps when you’re high on magic mushrooms again, I will be sure ( Read more... )
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But then I realised that I seem to have misplaced your address (it has been so long!).
Usually I copy it from the back of your latest letter, but I threw out the envelope (and, it seems, All Envelopes That Ever Existed In My Bedroom) in the Great Bedroom-Junk Purge of 08. And I tried to look for anything that I had previously written your address on, but apparently such a thing does not exist. Then I got stabbed with a pin. It hurt a bit but now I only have a blank-faced envelope.
It is so very sad and lonely.
I think you know what you need to do.
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Lisa Lehne
16 Chomley Street
Cranbourne, Vic
3977
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