Dear Robert Carmine,
Why are you everywhere I go? I would much prefer it if your brother was everywhere I go. Can you make that small change for me?
Thanks,
Laura
P.S. Swingers, your cupcakes are good, but four dollars good? No way.
P.P.S. Why do all jukeboxes eat my change?
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