Interesting how, even though you don't live in this house, I still see you constantly.
You are so lucky that I don't hate you and that you aren't screaming and crying right now.
Please don't put any more processed cheese in my hair though. I did have a shower a couple of hours ago.
Love,
Aunt Peat
Aunt Peat
P.S. You're not black. Tell your mother.
N.B. Neither awesome nor not-some. Apathy was the only word that came to mind.
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