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| Hello, Bova, my darling. I got your note, but I couldn't read it. | |
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Translation: "It said I found out you were at the bovine insemination yard all afternoon with Jim, you illiterate pervert. I never want to see you again."
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| Hey, who are you calling illiterate, Miss "Tries to Write a Note without Opposable Thumbs?" Hey, come back! | |
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