… even though we ain't got scratch …
To: The Boss
Date: March 21
When Mona refused my advances (damn her virgin vinyl cover), I died a little, reining in my passions. Off in the galaxy, Wendy twisted her knife.
As for the mayor, you’ll be interested to know that his mortgage payments and life insurance premium are way overdue. He has the eyes of a horse fly.
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