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| Friday, April 01, 2005 ![]() I wrote a letter to my dad. I wrote, "I really enjoy being here." But I accidently wrote "rarely," instead of "really." But I still wanted to use it, so I crossed it out and wrote "I rarely drive steamboats, Dad. There's a lot of shit you don't know about me. Quit trying to act like I'm a steamboat operator." This letter took a harsh turn right away. Mitch will be missed. Post a Comment |