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A Request

You're so low I'm afriad you're going to fall out if I stand up. Please wait until I'm NOT AT WORK.

Please. Please. Please.

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I hope you write a book someday (I'm not partial just because you're my kid, really). You make me laugh. I'm happy that little A.B. is giving his dad a chance to get his test administered and is letting you finish your projects. Good kid!

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