Erin, do you think I should send my Father the
May You Live Long enough To Shit Yourself or the
Sorry You’re Feeling Like A Pussy E-card?
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Oookay. Erin is useless and this is not the kitchen table. But you know, it'd all be okay if I wasn't pulling off a fashion disaster in striped pajamas--
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Hey, could I get a Carmel Macchiato?[ooc: ...he landed in Cafe Juliet. And links are only there for reference! :D]