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I called the office in the morning and let them know how not happy I was. They assured me they would take care of the problem and call me back. Did they? No.
























































We shall speak again tomorrow. Oh yes, we shall speak of this matter again.
























































I know thats a lot of

evanx:
Ugh! That's awfull!!!!
willdabeast:
i'm sorry to hear that, LBJ , but that did make me laugh as i pictured it in my mind